Your worst hotel...
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poo at Paul's said:
I stayed at a Britannia one in Folkestone, and seriously, it was f
king grim. They even had signs on the landings to various "wings" it was like a prison!
Utter sthole, cant recall it's name but IIRC it was designed (a long fking time ago) to look like a boat or ship?
Britannia have some proper st places now. They took over a couple of decent Marriotts couple of years back, sad, as they will make them st.
They took over our local marriot hotel and golf course, which up until then was quite nice, 100+ quid a month golf and gym pass type place. I actually enjoyed going up there.king grim. They even had signs on the landings to various "wings" it was like a prison! Utter s
thole, cant recall it's name but IIRC it was designed (a long fking time ago) to look like a boat or ship? Britannia have some proper s
t places now. They took over a couple of decent Marriotts couple of years back, sad, as they will make them st. Within weeks they got rid of 5 of the 7 greenkeepers, started charging people a quid for a towel, turned the temp of the pool and jacuzzis down and worst of all turned the golf shop into a f
king childrens arcade!!Half the golf membership upped sticks, and there was a rumour going round they did a deal with the local council to reserve 20 rooms on a permanent basis for housing homeless people.
The only upside is, after we cancelled our memberships we are still somehow active on their system and get to use the facilities for free now until they notice.
Its only a matter of time until its a run down wreck. A huge shame.
How the hell they get people through their hotel doors when the entire internet is plastered with s
t reviews is beyond me.The Brittania Hotel in Scarborough is well known for being dodgy yet always seems to be busy mainly with OAP coach parties or people looking for a mega cheap deal through various voucher schemes.
Seems it's not uncommon for this to happen.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-york-north-y...
Seems it's not uncommon for this to happen.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-york-north-y...
Went to a place in Dominican Republic catalonia bavaro. First off I went for my uncles wedding 10 years prior. I loved it. What a place. Boring being stuck in yada yada but for a relax yes.
Anyway went back because the gf hasn't visited Dominican and she picked it. What a mistake. Food permanently cold. Even if your first to the food. Aircon doesn't work. The pool had a problem at the time where alge built up around the sides. Anyway 30 odd degrees, pool shuts bar a tiny part, that you could see scum float on and no aircon. What a blessing that was. I used the "compensation" offered to upgrade to the Royal King or whatever next door. Free room service, perfect pools, great cocktails, and no buffets just perfect table service and no limits on the old hotels alicart. Ended up loving it, thanks broken pool, you saved that holiday.
Anyway went back because the gf hasn't visited Dominican and she picked it. What a mistake. Food permanently cold. Even if your first to the food. Aircon doesn't work. The pool had a problem at the time where alge built up around the sides. Anyway 30 odd degrees, pool shuts bar a tiny part, that you could see scum float on and no aircon. What a blessing that was. I used the "compensation" offered to upgrade to the Royal King or whatever next door. Free room service, perfect pools, great cocktails, and no buffets just perfect table service and no limits on the old hotels alicart. Ended up loving it, thanks broken pool, you saved that holiday.
GreatGranny said:
The Brittania Hotel in Scarborough
I was almost killed by a window unit falling out the 9th? 10th? floor of the Brittania Hotel in Nottingham. Landed maybe 15 feet behind me, right where I'd just walked by with my mate.Can't say I've ever felt like visiting one of their venues again.
I’m tempted to book a night in a Britannia hotel once lockdown ends out of curiosity. Probably Scarborough Grand Hotel because not that far away.
This could be the worst idea I’ve ever had, but I’ve never stayed in a Britannia Hotel, and these stories have twigged my curiosity. How likely would I survive the night? Or the rest of my life without having caught some deadly disease?
This could be the worst idea I’ve ever had, but I’ve never stayed in a Britannia Hotel, and these stories have twigged my curiosity. How likely would I survive the night? Or the rest of my life without having caught some deadly disease?
carlove said:
I’m tempted to book a night in a Britannia hotel once lockdown ends out of curiosity. Probably Scarborough Grand Hotel because not that far away.
This could be the worst idea I’ve ever had, but I’ve never stayed in a Britannia Hotel, and these stories have twigged my curiosity. How likely would I survive the night? Or the rest of my life without having caught some deadly disease?
Do it! At least you’ll have a few more tales to tell on PistonHeads once you’ve recovered!This could be the worst idea I’ve ever had, but I’ve never stayed in a Britannia Hotel, and these stories have twigged my curiosity. How likely would I survive the night? Or the rest of my life without having caught some deadly disease?
Not a dreadful hotel as such but just a bit sneaky.
Went to Malta many years ago and picked the hotel out of a brochure ( yes a real paper brochure. I said it was years ago)
The photo of the front was a nice flower bed with the hotel behind.
Unfortunately between the flower bed and the hotel carefully photographed not to show was probably the busiest road in Malta and guess who’s room was at the front. No free rooms to switch to either.
Too hot to sleep with the window closed and too noisy to sleep with it open.
Not my best 2 weeks.
billzeebub said:
pretty much any Travel lodge...generally cesspits of random hairs, suspicious stains and soulless grimness
Yep, sounds like Bristol Central Travelodge - a dirty prison cell like room (very small and basic, broken bed and can't open the window - a pet hate with over air-conditioned and stuffy rooms). They hadn't removed the used coffee cups from the previous guests and sheets with stains and burn marks, dubious other guests staying, noise... Etc! Probably my worst in this country.Ah, Britannia! I live in a seaside resort with several of their dives, and I’ve also had the pleasure of leasing a property from Langsam Estates (the CEO’s property division).
No one right up to the man himself gave a st about anything other than getting their rent, the property was a complete dive and they refused to assist with anything other than the easiest of repairs.
No one right up to the man himself gave a s
t about anything other than getting their rent, the property was a complete dive and they refused to assist with anything other than the easiest of repairs. Either
a) one in Anatolia, Turkey which was a toilet room. Ok it was "ensuite" and the bed was actually comfy, but when I wen to flush the toilet the cistern (this was one of the over head ones with a chain a la 1930s UK houses) the cistern started to fall off the wall, bend the lead pipe, lead pipe break and I was left with water pissing into the room at a rate of knots and the bugs off the floor now deciding my beds was the place to got so before it got wet I quickley started packing my stuff and left toot suite!
b) The Royal in Thurso. When you are on a corporate expense account and the rack rate is £29 for B&B you know this isn't going to be good. Well same happened with toilet! Fortunately in UK we have stop valve so at least I could turn it off. Went to reception. They were full that night (bloody NC-500s in old people coach tours). Bed had fleas. Asked for fresh bedding. Bed wasn't level, took brick in from car park to level bed up. Lock on room didn't work. To get into room, one opened door, stepped into not flooded toilet, then shut door, then shifted bed on brick back to wall. Scrambled eggs in the morning were yellow water. Move out, refused to pay. Reception staff were OK with that "we would like our bosses to invest in this hotel but understand you position". Slept in the hire car at Scrabster Harbour the next night. My colleague stayed. At 4 am, a drunken women and child came into his room (perhaps none of the locks worked) - what he descried to me could neve be written down, not even on the internet, but it sounded like an outtake from Trainspotting that everyone went "no way, we'd rather put two girls one cup in the film than do that wee bawbag ste".
a) one in Anatolia, Turkey which was a toilet room. Ok it was "ensuite" and the bed was actually comfy, but when I wen to flush the toilet the cistern (this was one of the over head ones with a chain a la 1930s UK houses) the cistern started to fall off the wall, bend the lead pipe, lead pipe break and I was left with water pissing into the room at a rate of knots and the bugs off the floor now deciding my beds was the place to got so before it got wet I quickley started packing my stuff and left toot suite!
b) The Royal in Thurso. When you are on a corporate expense account and the rack rate is £29 for B&B you know this isn't going to be good. Well same happened with toilet! Fortunately in UK we have stop valve so at least I could turn it off. Went to reception. They were full that night (bloody NC-500s in old people coach tours). Bed had fleas. Asked for fresh bedding. Bed wasn't level, took brick in from car park to level bed up. Lock on room didn't work. To get into room, one opened door, stepped into not flooded toilet, then shut door, then shifted bed on brick back to wall. Scrambled eggs in the morning were yellow water. Move out, refused to pay. Reception staff were OK with that "we would like our bosses to invest in this hotel but understand you position". Slept in the hire car at Scrabster Harbour the next night. My colleague stayed. At 4 am, a drunken women and child came into his room (perhaps none of the locks worked) - what he descried to me could neve be written down, not even on the internet, but it sounded like an outtake from Trainspotting that everyone went "no way, we'd rather put two girls one cup in the film than do that wee bawbag s
te".This thread is amusing, 1st world hotel stories make me laugh
I did a 12 month, round the world trip after Uni and stayed in much, much, much worse accom than has been mentioned already
A Dehli hotel room that had a floor covered in insects by the morning, to the effect that when I went to the toilet in the night, I crunched my way across the floor. I didn't dare turn the light on.
A Jaipur hotel with a rotten mosquitoe net above the bed. So I fitted my own, tucking it into the mattress, then clearing out the remaining dozen inside the net. Whereupon I notice about 500 of the buggers swarming outside the net attracted by my smell, trying to get in. Good night's sleep anyone? Each one could give me malaria.
A hotel in Bandhar on the Thai/Malay border where upon check-in the portering staff helped with bags to the room, and then drew a pistol and said "You give me money to keep you safe tonight" -
-"Here have some money mate"
And worst of all, an A-Frame hut all to myself in a deserted circular bay on Ko Pha Ngan, nobody else in the hotel, banana pancakes for breakfast, morning swim across the bay in 30celcius water. Totally unspoilt. 50p/night fee.
- got amoebic dysentry, 2 days on a plastic chair in the shower, crawl back to bed.
I did a 12 month, round the world trip after Uni and stayed in much, much, much worse accom than has been mentioned already
A Dehli hotel room that had a floor covered in insects by the morning, to the effect that when I went to the toilet in the night, I crunched my way across the floor. I didn't dare turn the light on.
A Jaipur hotel with a rotten mosquitoe net above the bed. So I fitted my own, tucking it into the mattress, then clearing out the remaining dozen inside the net. Whereupon I notice about 500 of the buggers swarming outside the net attracted by my smell, trying to get in. Good night's sleep anyone? Each one could give me malaria.
A hotel in Bandhar on the Thai/Malay border where upon check-in the portering staff helped with bags to the room, and then drew a pistol and said "You give me money to keep you safe tonight" -
-"Here have some money mate"
And worst of all, an A-Frame hut all to myself in a deserted circular bay on Ko Pha Ngan, nobody else in the hotel, banana pancakes for breakfast, morning swim across the bay in 30celcius water. Totally unspoilt. 50p/night fee.
- got amoebic dysentry, 2 days on a plastic chair in the shower, crawl back to bed.
Edited by The_Doc on Sunday 17th January 11:13
I also bunked in a hostel on the Gold Coast, which had perhaps 15 beds in the room, single sex.
The second night one of the blokes scored and brought his woman home for the night, a proceeded to have very noisy sex three times before sun-up.
With 14 of us in the other beds.
A BnB cottage in Chile, which I shared with a seemingly nice Dutch bloke. However he went out and bought some opium and tried to smoke it in the room after the bar kicked us out.
I kicked him out, but not before a huge baboon arrived at the door and pulled the tin corrugated sheets off the roof, in some bizarre attempt to get in on the narcotic lock-in !
So, yeah, runny scrambled eggs and a dodgy pull-chain on the toilet is barely a needle-twitch on my scale !!
The second night one of the blokes scored and brought his woman home for the night, a proceeded to have very noisy sex three times before sun-up.
With 14 of us in the other beds.
A BnB cottage in Chile, which I shared with a seemingly nice Dutch bloke. However he went out and bought some opium and tried to smoke it in the room after the bar kicked us out.
I kicked him out, but not before a huge baboon arrived at the door and pulled the tin corrugated sheets off the roof, in some bizarre attempt to get in on the narcotic lock-in !
So, yeah, runny scrambled eggs and a dodgy pull-chain on the toilet is barely a needle-twitch on my scale !!
The_Doc said:
I also bunked in a hostel on the Gold Coast, which had perhaps 15 beds in the room, single sex.
The second night one of the blokes scored and brought his woman home for the night, a proceeded to have very noisy sex three times before sun-up.
With 14 of us in the other beds.
A BnB cottage in Chile, which I shared with a seemingly nice Dutch bloke. However he went out and bought some opium and tried to smoke it in the room after the bar kicked us out.
I kicked him out, but not before a huge baboon arrived at the door and pulled the tin corrugated sheets off the roof in some bizarre attemptin to get in on the narcotic lock-in !
So, yeah, runny scarambled eggs and a dodgy pull-chain on the toilet is barely a needle-twitch on my scale !!
Have you been to Benidorm?The second night one of the blokes scored and brought his woman home for the night, a proceeded to have very noisy sex three times before sun-up.
With 14 of us in the other beds.
A BnB cottage in Chile, which I shared with a seemingly nice Dutch bloke. However he went out and bought some opium and tried to smoke it in the room after the bar kicked us out.
I kicked him out, but not before a huge baboon arrived at the door and pulled the tin corrugated sheets off the roof in some bizarre attemptin to get in on the narcotic lock-in !
So, yeah, runny scarambled eggs and a dodgy pull-chain on the toilet is barely a needle-twitch on my scale !!
Two that immediately come to mind, stayed at the Campanile in Doncaster 2 or 3 years ago, how its got 3 stars I don't know.
https://www.tripadvisor.co.uk/Hotel_Review-g187067...
Apart from it being old, dated and smelly it was obviously housing "long term guests" as well which they neglected to mention on their booking page. The scene on the stairway resembled something from South Central LA and I had a fat woman, fat man and fat dog in the next door room that screamed at each other and chain smoked.
Wouldn't mind but where we were working down the road turned out to be newley refurbished apartments, just devoid of furniture, we would have been much better of buying a couple of blow up beds.
The second one was in New York, I cant remember the name or where it was but our flight was quite delayed and we didn't get to the very nice hotel that I had booked until about midnight after travelling all day, by which time they had given our room away and were full up, they said don't worry here's $7 for a taxi you can stay at our sister hotel for 1 night.
We gave the name and address of the other hotel to the taxi driver and at first he couldn't find it but eventually did and pointed to a set of steps going down to a basement below a night club, think of a huggy bear type club.
We wandered down the steps expecting to get mugged or murdered at any minute and found the reception which consisted of a head sized flap in a wooden wall, we were then led to the room which was just an underground room with a bed, fridge and a TV on top of the fridge and some of the ceiling was on the floor, to round things off he wanted $200 of us up front. As you can imagine we didn't hang around too long, got another taxi back to the first hotel, kicked off big time with the night manager and eventually got put up in something more more nicer. Not exactly the story you always hear about American customer service.
https://www.tripadvisor.co.uk/Hotel_Review-g187067...
Apart from it being old, dated and smelly it was obviously housing "long term guests" as well which they neglected to mention on their booking page. The scene on the stairway resembled something from South Central LA and I had a fat woman, fat man and fat dog in the next door room that screamed at each other and chain smoked.
Wouldn't mind but where we were working down the road turned out to be newley refurbished apartments, just devoid of furniture, we would have been much better of buying a couple of blow up beds.
The second one was in New York, I cant remember the name or where it was but our flight was quite delayed and we didn't get to the very nice hotel that I had booked until about midnight after travelling all day, by which time they had given our room away and were full up, they said don't worry here's $7 for a taxi you can stay at our sister hotel for 1 night.
We gave the name and address of the other hotel to the taxi driver and at first he couldn't find it but eventually did and pointed to a set of steps going down to a basement below a night club, think of a huggy bear type club.
We wandered down the steps expecting to get mugged or murdered at any minute and found the reception which consisted of a head sized flap in a wooden wall, we were then led to the room which was just an underground room with a bed, fridge and a TV on top of the fridge and some of the ceiling was on the floor, to round things off he wanted $200 of us up front. As you can imagine we didn't hang around too long, got another taxi back to the first hotel, kicked off big time with the night manager and eventually got put up in something more more nicer. Not exactly the story you always hear about American customer service.
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