“If you want a quiet relaxing time away from the UK... don't go there!”
Let's get the pros out of the way first, it won't take long:
- The place is kept impeccably clean, maids clean up every day, there's always someone cleaning the lifts or the sliding doors or the toilets etc...
- The staff is polite, not over-friendly but happy enough to talk to you, especially, and I can't stress this enough, if you make the effort of learning a few words of Spanish. The difference of attitude when you try to communicate in their language is truly astonishing.
- Fenals beach is 5 mns walk away.
Now the cons; make yourselves comfortable, you could be here a while:
- Noise: although not quite as bad as I feared from other reviews, it was still appalling. Between the coachloads of kids, the football yobos and other would-be Shirley Valentines of the Costa downing their free drinks as fast as they can and burning themselves to a crisp that constitute the clientele, plus the incessant bombardment of music that aggresses you everywhere you go, it's a nighmare. Not even your room is safe as if you're on one side of the building you have the very noisy street, complete with cafe/restaurants playing Sky at full volume and motorbikes, cars, buses, coachloads all revving and breaking in the noisiest way possible, and if you're on the other side, you're above the swimming-pool. I was assured by some regulars that there were a few rooms where it wasn't as bad as the narrow side of the rectangle gets neither the road nor the pool, but I can't comment on whether this is true or not. We were on the street side and it was awful. We also did have the odd teenagers running around the corridors on a few occasions.
- The air-conditioning in our room was barely working, as a result we could stew with the window shut to try and get a little bit of cool our way, or have the window open... and get the noise as described above!
- The food was plentiful and mainly fresh-ish... but it had the taste and consistency of school dinners cooked by Little Chef. Everything is obviously bought to the cheapest standard they can get away with, with no thought or consideration on giving the guests some pleasure in eating it. Both bland and over-salted, it was awful to start with, improved slightly early in the week and started going back downhill fast as the week progressed. Presentation makes it look a lot more appetising than it actually is, and we narrowly avoided a nasty food-poisoning incident when some of the sausages turned out to be still uncooked in the middle! If you don't mind surviving on pasta and bread rolls you'll be fine I guess... Personally, I am glad that All Inclusive was cheaper than self-catering on the deal we got, as it made me feel they were paying us to eat there, which frankly I thought was only fair!
- The All Inclusive drinks... sure, as long as you don't mind them being tap local-brand stuff, syrupy sweet and chemical tasting (soft drinks). I had a couple of the "cocktail of the day" (the only cocktails which are free btw!) and you'd have to be really wanting to get drunk to stomach more than a couple. As has been pointed out before, you get 1 plastic beaker at a time and have to go for refill with your glass and your AI card.
- The beds. Oh. my. god, the beds. With the yield factor and bounce of a large brick with nails planted in the middle, the mattresses may have been the toughest I have slept on since my teenage years when the doctor ordered me to sleep on a plank to try and correct a twisted spine.
So that's the hotel... What of the resort, I hear you say? Ah. Well. Now. How can I convey the impression of complete blandness, non-descript european urbanisation lack of charm that is Lloret-del-Mar? The hotel stands in the middle of other high-rises, all uglier than one another and is so impersonal that you could be in Blackpool, Strasbourg or Berlin for all you know, to the point that it is a shock when you hear someone speaking Spanish as you have forgotten that you were in fact in Spain.
The beach is... a beach. Nothing breathtaking, nothing that makes you say "wow" as you reach it. Fenals beach, the smallest of the 2 Lloret ones, is a deeper cove and as a result has acoustics which would be perfect for a concert, but are hell when all you hear is kids' screams echoing over and over... and over. Apart from that the beach is adequate, but seeing how busy it is now, end of May, I don't want to imagine how bad it's going to be come the proper igh season.
We also took a walk to Lloret town, and the beach there was packed already. It seemed pleasant enough, and the old town has its own charm although you will be assaulted form all sides by over-zealous shop assistants to the point where they really can be a right nuisance, trying to flog you their authentic made-in-Taiwan Spanish souvenirs.
One more word of caution: don't think your strong pound will necessarily get you any bargains as we found that everything seemed to be really expensive.
We were there for 5 days, and for the first time in my life when abroad, I couldn't wait to get back to England. Will I ever go back there? Not a chance.
We were told that the rooms at the narrow end of the rectangle (facing towards the beach, not that y...
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