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Travelodge Amesbury, near Stonehenge. Utter facking shytehole. After driving for about 14 hours from North East Germany with two kids in the back, one of which was a year old and screamed nearly all the way. We got there about midnight, to be greeted by an utterly moronic night manager who was outside chainsmoking trying to catch wasps nesting in the roof.
The Family room was filthy, and the pull out bed mattress had been fxxked a few times and at least one jizzy shyt stain on it, I put every piece of bed linen out of our car and a sleeping bag on it for our eldest to kip on it. The shower was knackered, you got either skin peeling scolding hot, no water or freezing cold. I had to hand my now exhausted and in tears missus a cut down water bottle full of warm water from the sink so she could wash her hair. I reported this and said moron assured us he would task a plumber to fix it. Next morning at reception was a sign which stated “We are aware of the problem with the water and have reported this to our engineers”, three days it was there. Only food option was an attached greasy grotty Little Thief.
I borrowed an ironing board from reception on the first night, after one of my mates offered to lend us is house till our quarter got sorted, I went to hand it back in. The deaf as feck senile old bitch on the reception desk was attempting to type, and ignoring me so after waiting 25 minutes of me saying “hello! Hello! Can I return this please? I just want to return this! It will take seconds! HELLO!!” Nothing, so I javelined the ironing board across the reception desk across the room “ Fxck you and your facking wa nk er hotel you witless cxxt!” and walked out. Utter fecking scum
The Family room was filthy, and the pull out bed mattress had been fxxked a few times and at least one jizzy shyt stain on it, I put every piece of bed linen out of our car and a sleeping bag on it for our eldest to kip on it. The shower was knackered, you got either skin peeling scolding hot, no water or freezing cold. I had to hand my now exhausted and in tears missus a cut down water bottle full of warm water from the sink so she could wash her hair. I reported this and said moron assured us he would task a plumber to fix it. Next morning at reception was a sign which stated “We are aware of the problem with the water and have reported this to our engineers”, three days it was there. Only food option was an attached greasy grotty Little Thief.
I borrowed an ironing board from reception on the first night, after one of my mates offered to lend us is house till our quarter got sorted, I went to hand it back in. The deaf as feck senile old bitch on the reception desk was attempting to type, and ignoring me so after waiting 25 minutes of me saying “hello! Hello! Can I return this please? I just want to return this! It will take seconds! HELLO!!” Nothing, so I javelined the ironing board across the reception desk across the room “ Fxck you and your facking wa nk er hotel you witless cxxt!” and walked out. Utter fecking scum