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Кровати 5.7/10 · отметили 36 гостей
“Asquerosamente asqueroso”
I stayed there and found nothing good. The place was dirty, the shower and kitchen unusable, the heat unbearable, the pool filthy, and the owner was depressed. He claimed there was parking, but he never gave us access. It was very unpleasant; I had to find another place and he wouldn't refund anything. I left the keys in his yard with his alcohol bottles. The windows didn't work and the blinds were broken too.
“Estafador”
I was deceived. Upon arrival the host told me I had no room, that the Wi‑Fi had fallen out and blamed Booking, so I had to cancel the reservation. Apparently he still offers rooms, but I don't understand how.
“Pesadilla nocturna”
The owner left us on the street in the middle of the night because we had booked more rooms than he had, got violent without a word, and literally threatened us with a coat hanger.
“Correcto para una noche, pero necesita mejorar la limpieza”
I booked two nights to rest before heading to Puy du Fou and to sleep on the return. It served its purpose and is perfect for catching the motorway with a car. It has a shared kitchenette, shower water pressure is good, and the tap works. I didn't expect much, but the cleaning left a lot to be desired: cobwebs and dead mosquitoes on one of the beds. I slept on the other. The bathroom didn't look hygienic, and the shelf was rusted. The pillow I used was already past its prime and the mattress was nothing special. Some rooms have air conditioning, others just a fan; mine had neither, but with the window open and the fan on the window I slept fine. It's not a hotel experience, and aside from hygiene it's like staying at home.
The price was the only good thing. The cleaning was terrible: cobwebs and spiders in the room, a TV on a plastic garden table, hanging antenna cables, old sheets, dirty doors, and the host. On the first day he greeted us wearing a shirt full of light bulbs, and when we returned the key he opened the door in underwear, looking down at us in a way that showed terrible manners.
“Asquerosamente asqueroso”
I stayed there and found nothing good. The place was dirty, the shower and kitchen unusable, the heat unbearable, the pool filthy, and the owner was depressed. He claimed there was parking, but he never gave us access. It was very unpleasant; I had to find another place and he wouldn't refund anything. I left the keys in his yard with his alcohol bottles. The windows didn't work and the blinds were broken too.
“Correcto para una noche, pero necesita mejorar la limpieza”
I booked two nights to rest before heading to Puy du Fou and to sleep on the return. It served its purpose and is perfect for catching the motorway with a car. It has a shared kitchenette, shower water pressure is good, and the tap works. I didn't expect much, but the cleaning left a lot to be desired: cobwebs and dead mosquitoes on one of the beds. I slept on the other. The bathroom didn't look hygienic, and the shelf was rusted. The pillow I used was already past its prime and the mattress was nothing special. Some rooms have air conditioning, others just a fan; mine had neither, but with the window open and the fan on the window I slept fine. It's not a hotel experience, and aside from hygiene it's like staying at home.
“Estafador”
I was deceived. Upon arrival the host told me I had no room, that the Wi‑Fi had fallen out and blamed Booking, so I had to cancel the reservation. Apparently he still offers rooms, but I don't understand how.
The price was the only good thing. The cleaning was terrible: cobwebs and spiders in the room, a TV on a plastic garden table, hanging antenna cables, old sheets, dirty doors, and the host. On the first day he greeted us wearing a shirt full of light bulbs, and when we returned the key he opened the door in underwear, looking down at us in a way that showed terrible manners.
“Pesadilla nocturna”
The owner left us on the street in the middle of the night because we had booked more rooms than he had, got violent without a word, and literally threatened us with a coat hanger.