Worst/best night in a hotel or guest house?

Worst was a hotel in Sunny Beach, Bulgaria. Gloomy rooms with dark brown furniture. Place stank of sewage. Lots of flies everywhere. Breakfast was stale bread and curled up slices of processed meat. Staff were surly, bordering on downright rude. My son and I both became very ill and spent two days in and out of the toilet. Very loud music from nearby disco went on till 3 a.m. When I returned home I had migraine attacks each day for the next week and couldn't go to work. I still don't understand why we didn't complain.

Best was a "pot luck" late deal where Thomsons chose the hotel we stayed at according to what they had available (we specified a minimum 3* hotel). We ended up in Camp de Mar, Majorca, in the most beautiful 4* hotel (should have been 5*). We had a lovely room with a large balcony overlooking the sea. The food was out of this world and the facilities were absolutely fantastic. When we checked in the brochure, we'd paid around £200 each less than the advertised price. We used to go on these "pot luck" holidays quite often and were lucky enough to end up in quite good, or very good, hotels. I don't think they do these sort of deals any more and I'm not sure if I'd be so willing to risk "pot luck" now.

My favourite places, though, are Kefalonia and Menorca.

Aka I really want to go to yours now.

Most fun was the hotel on Burgh Island, Devon, cut off at high tide. Joining instructions told us what time Watersmeet was so we could time our arrival.
Deedaa I think I was in that one in Naples 3 weeks ago - on my own, so I was very twitchy!

Worst was the hotel room we were offered in Naples. Very dirty with the wardrobe doors hanging off. When we told the manager we would have to go somewhere else he said that if we waited they would prepare another room that had just been vacated. It wasn't a great room, but at least it was clean! Every morning we would see the manager surreptitiously handing money to various suspicious looking characters so we made a point of not spending too much time there.

The best was Brownsea Castle on Brownsea Island. It is leased by John Lewis for their partners and we spent a long weekend there with a huge bedroom with a proper bathroom, and more food than even we could eat (and we can eat quite a lot!)

Worst was a seafront hotel in Folkestone in the 70s. We arrived to find the extensive glass frontage had some broken windows. There was no-one on reception till the chef cook?? wandered out. The lift didn't work, the bed had a broken leg and when we sat down for a much-needed evening meal, my Sardine Provencal was one sardine in tomato sauce from a tin on one lettuce leaf! We left and booked in to an inn in Winchelsea - heaven!

Best was a lovely old B and B in The Lakes. A view over Coniston, simple but tasty evening meal on a terrace scented by honeysuckle and roses, very friendly, funny owners who knocked themselves out to please everyone and a sumptuous soft bed to sink onto for a great night's sleep.

The worst B&B I ever stayed at (with ex, nearly 40 years ago!) was in Menai Bridge, N Wales where the bedroom had candy-striped nylon sheets, sticky carpets and...nose-pickings on the wallpaper near the headboard. Oh, it was horrible!!!

No, Aka, it was between Hay-on-Wye and Ross-on-Wye. We've never been back.

Best was the Waters Edge Hotel situated in Cobh, the Port of Cork. Ths was the last port the Titanic visited before heading off into the Atlanic and her fate.
The room had French doors that opened straight onto a small boardwalk and then there was the river. At one point a small tug boat was tied up outside out room! Everything was spotless and the staff were lovely, crazy and great fun.
Attached is the Jacob's Ladder Restaurant where the food was the best I've ever eaten.
Breakfast was served by a mad Irish waitress who declared it was too nice to eat inside so she persuaded the guest to help her carry the tables out onto the boardwalk where we ate a lovely breakfast.

PapaOscar think I've stayed in that place...was it in Slough by any chance?

Worst was a so-called hotel on the banks of Loch Duich. We (darling hubby, daughter and I) were the only guests. It was like the Marie Celeste. The food was an apology for a meal, the rooms were cold, the place was a mess. We were very glad to leave after one night and head east to Inverness. Best was a little B&B near Uig on the isle of Skye. Spotless, comfortable, inexpensive, breathtaking views across the bay, and a fabulous breakfast. Happy memories.

Best was Wildflower Hall near Shimla in India. I have never been in such a superb hotel and doubt whether I will ever be in anywhere like it again.
The memory of it will stay with me for ever.
Worst was probably a B&B on the west coast of Scotland about 40 years ago. To say we were made to feel less than welcome was an understatement but she cheered up when we paid ! I seem to remember breakfast was eggs and bacon except we had misunderstood that it was eggs OR bacon.

Logis in south-west France. Arrived 4pm, 30+ degrees. Nobody there, but door open.Looked in book, saw which room we had, took keys, went and had a look at room. Decided it would do (probably a mistake). Owner turned up. Think his wife had recently left him as hotel did not seem to be functioning properly, in fact hardly at all. Dinner OK, but cooked by visiting chef who came in, cooked and left. Hot, sticky, mosquito-ridden night. Owner produced stale bread for very poor breakfast. We paid and left. Realised we had forgotten ice packs (our forgotten ice packs are in hotels all over France and Spain). Went back. Nobody there at all except hapless Dutch family who had got up later, vainly hoping for breakfast. Went into kitchen, found ice packs after extensive search, took them and left.
Then there was another very spooky one where they took our booking then told us they were no longer a hotel, but still "took" people. Decided we were in the Roald Dahl story where they eat the guests. Happily not.

papaoscar, your guest house sounds just like one we spent a night in 43 years ago, somewhere near Helston. At least one of the other guests appeared to have partaken of some illegal substance; at least, he was off his head. It was noisy, cold, uncomfortable and ... cheap.