Advantages Reasonably priced, and I did not die.
Disadvantages Too many to mention here.
|Value for Money|
Well. I can safely say that my stay at the Six Hills is unforgettable. However, unfortunately it isn't for the right reasons. Let me tell you my tale of woe.I picked the hotel because it is conveniently located right on the A46. Unfortunately, it is inconveniently located on the wrong side of the A46 from where I was coming. The road is a double carriageway at that point, and you can't turn around for miles. Of course, once I found a spot to turn around, I managed to miss the hotel at it came upon me rather suddenly. Ok, I'm possibly an idiot, but I ended up approaching it by progressive approximation, and swearing a lot.
Once I got there, the first impression was not that good. There is a large "for sale" sign on the front, and clearly the place hasn't been taken care of that splendidly for a while. It is frankly rather run-down and a bit spooky. If you've watched too many horror movies, you're either going to love it or run away. My friend and I immediately dubbed it "the Bates Motel".We arrived quite early, in fact too early to check in. I knew it was unlikely they'd let me into my room, but as it turned out, I couldn't get into the hotel at all. They shut in the middle of the day for cleaning. I had been driving for some hours and I was dying to use the facilities. There is nothing else around the hotel - it is literally just this big building right off the main road. I didn't want to drive off again and get lost again, but after waiting for seemingly an age I had to give up and find somewhere to go, quite literally.
Once I got back to the hotel, normal service had resumed. Well, nearly. Apparently the room was nearly ready, but didn't have pillowcases yet. When I finally got in, it emerged that only one pillowcase had been successfully located, but by that time I'd given up caring.The interior matched the exterior. It was a bit like time-travelling, unfortunately not in a good sense. Everything very nearly worked, but it really didn't feel nice. The furniture was worn, mismatched and tatty, the decor was authentic 70-80's, and it really just wasn't a very inviting place. It was clean enough, but unfortunately that didn't make up for the fact that I felt I was kipping in the store room for the local YMCA furniture shop.
To crown it all, I was in a downstairs room, with the car park literally against the wall. The room had a wonderful, large window - with no net curtains. So my options were to either had to close the curtain and sit in darkness on a sunny evening, or leave them open and have everyone walking to and fro the car park being able to see me. Plus, if I opened the window there was no bar to secure it, so anyone could have just hopped into my bedroom. Thankfully it wasn't that hot a day, but I'm sorry, this is just stupid.It wasn't all bad. I didn't catch any communicable diseases. I slept ok, although I learnt that using the toilet light at night is not a good idea as the fan comes on and doesn't go off for about 300 years. This would be bad enough in general, but this particular fan sounded like a rocket going off. Seriously, I was searching the room for a hidden switch or possibly a sledgehammer when the darned thing finally stopped going.
Would I go again? Only if I was desperate. If you don't believe it's that bad, go on then, I dare you to walk in there on your own, on a dark night.
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