So, the worlds worst bed and breakfast.....
I went away for one night with elf and hubby. We meet three friends who were over from Australia.
I booked following recommendations from a well known review site.the site has never let me down before but boy it did this time.
So we arrived and there is actually a scrap yard next door, owned by the same people.I have to trail across the site to find someone. I finally find a person who doesn't introduce himself, instead just walks me silently to my tomb, I mean room.
At the risk of having another palpitations episode its suffice to say I have never every stayed anywhere as dirty or as bad.it was disgusting. The worst bit was the owners were hippies who refused to put locks on the doors. So hubby slept against the door.
For some random reason there were massive group of orthadox Hassidic Jews staying. Who seemed to make more noise at night than is possible. Buy they spoke no English so out was pointless asking to keep the noise down.also they seemed lovely just nocturnal. I didn't expect to see non English speaking Hassidic Jews in the middle of Northumberland so it was unique.
Anyway the hippies also couldn't cook breakfast either. It was one sausage, an egg and a raw salad tomatoe. I mean, really.
Oh also our room had no windows.
I ate two baguettes in one day due to the stress.
Then I nearly had a e fight with a woman over Ebay who sent me a dress that was second hand that she claimed was brand new. I don't think me threatening to send a curse down her phone helped but it made me feel better
I went away for one night with elf and hubby. We meet three friends who were over from Australia.
I booked following recommendations from a well known review site.the site has never let me down before but boy it did this time.
So we arrived and there is actually a scrap yard next door, owned by the same people.I have to trail across the site to find someone. I finally find a person who doesn't introduce himself, instead just walks me silently to my tomb, I mean room.
At the risk of having another palpitations episode its suffice to say I have never every stayed anywhere as dirty or as bad.it was disgusting. The worst bit was the owners were hippies who refused to put locks on the doors. So hubby slept against the door.
For some random reason there were massive group of orthadox Hassidic Jews staying. Who seemed to make more noise at night than is possible. Buy they spoke no English so out was pointless asking to keep the noise down.also they seemed lovely just nocturnal. I didn't expect to see non English speaking Hassidic Jews in the middle of Northumberland so it was unique.
Anyway the hippies also couldn't cook breakfast either. It was one sausage, an egg and a raw salad tomatoe. I mean, really.
Oh also our room had no windows.
I ate two baguettes in one day due to the stress.
Then I nearly had a e fight with a woman over Ebay who sent me a dress that was second hand that she claimed was brand new. I don't think me threatening to send a curse down her phone helped but it made me feel better