My partner and I arrived at this hotel as part of a pre booked group of 20 Harley Davidson motorcycles with 30 riders and pillions. I have been prompted to write this review having seen a full page advert for this hotel in Hog Magazine June 2012. I would encourage all prospective clients to read the reviews on this site and make their own minds up as to whether this hotel really does match up to their expectations.
We had had a difficult and tiring days riding arriving later than expected to the hotel. Our Italian hotelier decided it was best to keep the majority waiting, patiently, by insisting he show everyone personally to their rooms. We decided we could numb this pain by requesting a beer in his bar whilst patiently waiting. No staff. Okay. His loss considering the prices. An hour and a half after our first arriving on mass as expected, he dutifully showed me and my partner to our room, through the undergrowth, and around the back of an out building, avoiding the overgrown unkempt shrubs and down the steps, past the stagnant swimming pool busily breeding mozzies by the hundreds, and to our expected smaller room. Maybe the gardener was on holiday? The hotel was overbooked and we had agreed to take a smaller room. It was cold, with little daylight, but puffed up with a fancy array of folded towels and bath robes on the"put u up" camp bed which bounced across the floor as soon as you sat on it. The ceiling was delightfully painted but the single long life bulb srrounded by plastic flowers in place of a lamp shade was somewhat out of place! The bathroom was tiny, a cupboard... When sat on the loo it was best to whistle to warn passing pedestrians who may decide to peer in at you through the window, of your presence, and the shower......the water was stone cold and since the whole room flooded when the shower was used it seemed a possible deliberate attempt to save on hot water. What hot water?
I tried ringing reception to enquire about this, only to be told by an extreemly abrupt german woman, who subsequently turned out to be the italian owners wife that since we had arrived on mass we had used it all. When I gave the room number on my key I was abruptly told there was no such room 4 and that we were in 8. The italian would come asap.. He didnt, we waited and waited but then decided we needed dinner more than a shower, so sprayed copious quantities of Chanel in hope of disguising worse. Big mistake. The mozzies took flight from the stagnant swimming pool and swarmed all over us on the terrace. After another 40 minute wait at reception before dinner for someone to give us the correct room key my mind was made up that I did not want to stay in this hotel for the four nights we were booked in for. The prosecco aperitifs we had prepaid for on the terrace could have mellowed my attitude but had long since run out during our wait for the correct room key. This may have added to my demise. I grabbed an unopened bottle from the terrace table and took it to our diner table. I was spotted by the Italian owner who swiftly took it away. We did move the following day after another cold shower and nothing left for breakast except bread , to a hotel not far away.
no frills but friendly and a bar with full service and hot water. We tried to participate in the ride outs that our original Italian hotelier had laid on, on his hired Harley motorcycle and borrowed Harley jacket still complete with price labels dangling. I can't help thinking that our own road captain could've shown us safer routes to the same spectacular sites. And as for the quaint Italian lunches he arranged. They were overpriced and spoilt by the Italian giving me evils throughout the meal and then snatching the money from my hand as if in retaliation for my daring to swipe his prosecco. I am convinced he was just after our money. My partner says he did apologise to him before we left but I'm afraid to say he just ignored me and gave me evils throughout Maybe he just has a problem with women I will never stay there again.
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