The B&B from Hell

We stayed one night in a small B&B, which will be forever remembered as our US Fawlty Towers experience.

I won't go on about it but I do have to record that the owner kept us waiting one hour and 15 minutes before we could access our room, because she was too busy doing other things. We were not allowed to take our packs into our room as there were too many 'valuable antiques' that we might damage, so they had to be left on the ground floor by the back door. The antique junk in the rooms - lanterns, and jug s- covered every available surface - there was even a chamber pot on the floor.  The shared bathroom down the hall from our room did not have a shower - if we wanted a shower we had to descend to the basement and shower in a corner on an old concrete slab. I made sure I kept my crocs on my feet.

And for this we paid $84 - an outrageous price. As good Australians we just shut up and paid it. The cook Herman felt sorry for us and poured us cokes from the bar, but they were flat. Four cokes later and there were still no bubbles. We just kept drinking. We had walked 18 miles in temperatures over 100 degrees F, and taken 10 hours to get there, and were very hot, tired and dehydrated. Then he brought us slices of watermelon and we devoured those while we waited, and waited.

The B&B welcome is an important part of the experience, and I won't forget this welcome for some time.