The bed was comfortable and the sheets were clean. The pod was basically a single‑skin timber shed with several beds and chairs inside. It was filled with spiders, big and small, to the same degree a garden shed would be, and the beds were tight to the walls. My dad and I were on a motorcycle trip staying there for one night, so we coped alright, but if my wife or mum had been with us they would have flat out refused to sleep in there. The expectation for a glamping pod is a double‑skin timber or composite construction with insulation that also serves as a pest barrier. A padlock was provided to lock the pod, but the barn door didn’t operate as it should: closing the top half should collect the bottom half for closure, but they were just two half doors that swung independently and would need two latches to close. The only latch, on the top half, was installed so the padlock couldn’t be put on it, not that it mattered where the bottom half could be opened regardless. The toilets were fine, the men’s showers were all together with a single curtain enclosing them all like a rugby changing room. It did the job of providing a roof and bed for the night, but that’s about it.
Matthew·Een maand geleden