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6 agosto 2023
The Chateau is truly stunning. It is charming, magnificent and effortlessly reflects old world elegance………..if you want to experience the grandeur of France’s aristocratic past then this fading echo of that period is an absolute must………the interior is an eclectic mix of the empire that France once was, gilded mirrors, enormously flamboyant bronzes and lavish marble covered walls, but now, converted into an hotel, it’s a dire and somewhat contrived reflection of a family’s interpretation of what paying guests really want when holidaying. From the middle of the last century, the new and varied owners have tried to modernize the house at different periods. Our en-suite was an original avocado coloured bathroom from the 1960s. With a bath you had to step gingerly into for a shower, it was an A&E catastrophe in waiting, I could almost hear the French ambulance screaming down the gravelled driveway to cart some unfortunate b****** off for surgery in order to remove the bidet. The shower was terrible; it was extremely cramped, the shower head needed replacing and once you’re wet, dangerous to step out of. The en-suite is dated, tired, exhausted and not very comfortable but great if you’re a dwarf. I’m afraid there’s so much wrong here that it’s impossible to really express everything without being seen as extremely precious………It’s so off the mark it seems incomprehensible that it’s actually being run as a hotel………..but it is…….and extremely poorly. Getting a drink is awkward, embarrassing, DIFFICULT, I was told by the owner’s son hat he’d find someone to help me…..I felt dreadful because it meant he would have to stop playing on his mobile phone & get off the sofa to do that……!!!!!! They don’t appear to have any ‘proper staff’, just old locals that help out……..there’s no focal point such as a reception desk. It’s very laissez-faire and you’re never really sure who are guests and who actually works there. I found myself apologising when asking for a drink. It felt very odd. I asked for a gin and tonic but was informed that they don’t have a license for spirits so I’d have to have wine……..it’s at this point that I felt the will to live slip away, but in a thankful way. I had white wine…….it was dreadful……! SERIOUSLY……how in the name of Napoleon can you get away with serving atrocious wine in a country famed for it? Heads up; they could chill it, that would help….! Unfortunately though it appears that everything is done on the cheap and that includes the wine. We opted to dine at the Chateau, purely for ease. We booked for 8:00pm…………but why bother, no one adheres to the guests preferences. A young couple complained to me because they’d booked for 7:30pm and were still waiting at 8:45pm when we had our order taken. I’ll be brief here; it was poor and obviously from packets. Salmon starter was…….slimy, I think probably frozen at one point. Risotto turned out to be macaroni. Mine was cold, clearly mine was microwaved first. There was no way either of us wa
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