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Your BnB and hotel horror stories, please
I am so fed up with the weather that I am very glad I am not stuck in a caravan or B&B on holiday. At least I have my home comforts indoors.
But I do need cheering up, and your horrid holiday stories will cheer me up no end.
I once booked self catering accommodation on Bodmin Moor - it sounded idyllic and wasn't cheap. It turned out to be converted public toilets. I know because one door had a 'gents' sign on and the other had 'ladies'. The owner had acquired the land and incorporated it into his very large garden.
Not only did we have to contend with the huge number of very small black flies inside the 'chalet', but also the owner's slavering German Shepherds every time we tried to enter or exit the chalet.
Looking back, I can't believe I put up with it. The bedding was damp, there was no insulation and it was cramped.
I wouldn't now - I'd demand a refund and be gone.
But I do need cheering up, and your horrid holiday stories will cheer me up no end.
I once booked self catering accommodation on Bodmin Moor - it sounded idyllic and wasn't cheap. It turned out to be converted public toilets. I know because one door had a 'gents' sign on and the other had 'ladies'. The owner had acquired the land and incorporated it into his very large garden.
Not only did we have to contend with the huge number of very small black flies inside the 'chalet', but also the owner's slavering German Shepherds every time we tried to enter or exit the chalet.
Looking back, I can't believe I put up with it. The bedding was damp, there was no insulation and it was cramped.
I wouldn't now - I'd demand a refund and be gone.
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.My Hubby (bless him) booked a surprise holiday for my 60th birthday in November a few years ago near Westonbirt Arboretum. It was a really really expensive hotel and it cost almost as much for 3 nights as going away for a week abroad. It was a popular upmarket chain of hotels so was horrified to have such a bad experience. The heating had broken down (so cold in Nov) and we had to complain 6 times before they sent an engineer - he was in our room until 10.30pm trying to fix it, the door fell off the cupboard housing the mini fridge, onto my foot (the door had lost its hinge and had only been lodged back on) Despite the nice decor the bed was very hard so didn't sleep well, the cooked breakfast was cold, and to top it all we had someone's meal costing £75 added wrongly to our final bill, luckily we noticed it in time! We won't be going back there in a hurry ....... but we did love the Autumn colours at Westonbirt!
A dreadful holiday camp near Land's End. With 2 very small boys. Right next to a disused swimming pool, which had about a foot of dirty water in it, as well as a great deal of scrap metal which looked like bedsteads and fence posts, complete with barbed wire. The "pool" was not fenced off - the children could very easily have fallen in and been badly hurt or drowned. It took over an hour to heat up a pie, because the gas pressure was so low; the promised (booked but missing) cot had to be requested five times before it turned up, the place was freezing cold and dirty. We slept very badly and went to the office to complain as soon as we could next morning. We actually saw our cheque on the manager's desk, and took it back and tore it up, and left immediately.
I had a B&B in Cardiff while doing a couple of days work experience. The shower cublicle was cracked so you had to kind of balance over the crack so your foot didn't go through. The landlady was scary in a non-threatening kind of way too, bless her, her bit of the house was full on chintz with photos in frames everywhere, china dogs etc...
I stayed in hotels much of the time I worked in central London during the week and one work booked for me was one of the back street Earls Court ones. I'm pretty laid back but the guys on the desk were really creepy and the bedroom was just dirty, dirty stained lined, mould and water running down the wall in the bathroom etc... and there was this "kitchen unit" which kind of folded out, a brief look and it was immediately shut back and not touched again (shudders at memory). The TV was broken and there were bars on the window with people moving about outside at the back of the hotel without much privacy. I packed my stuff up and politely checked out in the morning and didn't go back.
Most random was in Yosemite National Park, a large group of us staying overnight in log cabins and one of the lads' cabins nearby got attacked by a bear in the night!
Had an eventful time in a large hotel in Toronto too waking up to one of those automated voice alarm saying there was a fire alarm on the 8th floor (that'd be my floor) and to evacuate so it was rather a long way down to be stood out on the street in my nightwear admiring the efforts of the Toronto fire department - interesting getting back in too with 23 odd floors of people trying to get back to bed.
I stayed in hotels much of the time I worked in central London during the week and one work booked for me was one of the back street Earls Court ones. I'm pretty laid back but the guys on the desk were really creepy and the bedroom was just dirty, dirty stained lined, mould and water running down the wall in the bathroom etc... and there was this "kitchen unit" which kind of folded out, a brief look and it was immediately shut back and not touched again (shudders at memory). The TV was broken and there were bars on the window with people moving about outside at the back of the hotel without much privacy. I packed my stuff up and politely checked out in the morning and didn't go back.
Most random was in Yosemite National Park, a large group of us staying overnight in log cabins and one of the lads' cabins nearby got attacked by a bear in the night!
Had an eventful time in a large hotel in Toronto too waking up to one of those automated voice alarm saying there was a fire alarm on the 8th floor (that'd be my floor) and to evacuate so it was rather a long way down to be stood out on the street in my nightwear admiring the efforts of the Toronto fire department - interesting getting back in too with 23 odd floors of people trying to get back to bed.
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