Tài Khoản Khách
19 tháng mười hai, 2023
As the pictures on here show this is a handsome ex tea-planter's house, tastefully furnished in the style of the period, situated very high in the tea estates with lovely gardens (given the height, reminiscient of somewhere like Exmoor) . So, what's not to like? The answer is everything thing bar the above. This property is all style over substance, mutton dressed up as lamb: as a hotel it fails dismally and we really wish we had not gone there. Why? 1. Access. There are numerous comments on here about the awful state of the access road. I think they are referring to the 'normal' road that comes UP to the hotel which, although awful, is normally passable by ordinary cars with great care. Our driver was informed by the hotel that this route was blocked (landslip) and to use the road that comes DOWN to the hotel. When we got there he was advised that this too was not passable. The hotel said it would send 2 tuk-tuks to collect us. So we waited for some time in his car in hammering rain before decanting into 2 tuk-tuks. There is no doubt that the 'road' was impassable for ordinary cars. No question as to whether our driver should have attempted it - he could have written off his car and our holiday. The driver of the other 3 people staying at the hotel had not had this advice and lost a bumper on the way down, and on the way up the passengers had to get out and push! They are lucky not to have broken their sump, or an axle because the track made the most rutted cart track you can imagine seem like the M1 - and with a precipitous drop on one side which was crumbly and with rain pouring off it. That 1km seemed like the longest journey I have taken. We were bounced everywhere - very hard - in the tuk-tuk. We were overtaken by a motor cycle at little more than walking pace (we were obviously doing less) and as we rounded a bend came across the motor cycle sprawled across the track on its side with the driver and passenger picking themselves up and examining injuries. My travelling companion, who has a very bad hip, could barely walk afterwards and her nerves were shot to bits. Although she could barely walk she was thinking that, when we escaped, it might be less awful to try to walk back rather than get into a tuk-tuk to retrace that journey. It was that bad. 2. Food Style over substance. The worst food we had in Sri Lanka. Whereas most restaurants in Sri Lanka serve obscenely large portions this hotel tries (and fails) to do 'nouvelle cuisine'. For dinner the starter - more an 'amuse bouche' a single bite - was a delicious small somosa or similar. If only the rest was a large portion of that. Then watery soup with bits of grey grisly beef, barely edible, The main course was fish, similar texture to tuna, cut thin and overcooked so it was dry, chewy and inedible. It was topped by 4 nice prawns. Why doesn't the kitchen remove the heads and the gills ('feet')? By the time we had tackled them, and then asked for, and event
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