We arrived on the Friday night to be greeted by "Mick The Braces". He is possibly the most annoying man in the entire world. He's loud, brash and just ruddy annoying, he has a story for everything.
The hotel is a long way out from the centre, but we knew that before it was booked, so can't really complain about that.
The rooms we small dank and awful. There were 4 guys in our room, 2 in bunk beds, two in a double, not the most comfortable accommodations, though everyone did get to know each other much better by the end of the weekend.
The bathroom, we were one of the lucky rooms that actually had on suite, was very small with no lock on the door, so make sure your not too bashful.
After eating a breakfast made in their kitchen which has the dog running around in it, most people didn't eat there again on the second morning, though the local cafe did a booming trade.
The bar is tiny, with a pool table in which means that with more than about 3 people standing there you get in each others way. Costs, well cans of carling (nearly £3.00), are extortionate.
I cannot really get across how much this place sucks, the only saving grace was the fact blackpool is a ruddy good night out.