I think the owner bought a book entitled “how to run a B&B by making your life easier” since I felt that if my needs were posed against that of the owners, we always lost. Want coffee at the elaborate coffee bar at 3pm ?, “sorry, we don’t make coffee in the afternoon”. Want some eggs for breakfast ? Sorry, we only give you what is easiest for us, some premade, microwaved dreck called a “frittata” that was simultaneously tasteless and revolting. Two days in a row- same stuff. You can tell it was ready by the microwave dinging in the kitchen. Want to get a nice start on your day ? Sorry, breakfast doesn’t start until 9am. And when you sit down you damned well be ready to eat since it’s coming out whenever we’re ready. The first thing that hits you as soon as you enter this place is the smell of mold and mildew as evidenced by the mold stains on the ceiling ahead of you. I can’t believe what I paid for this place given the quality of the experience.
