Guest User
December 9, 2024
Would we return to this very tired, still beautiful, midge infested, mega stony beach property, no emphatically. Barbados takes much from you, outrageously overcharge for everything (Iceland is cheaper) giving little in return, unlike Iceland, aside from nature’s free gifts: oppressive heat, sea and sun. When a deal is only one way it only ends one way. Big money is here. International money, taking big money out from the graft of the poor. We paid their rich politicians £31 to be here four nights. The hotel got £304 nightly so we get well ripped-off at pay up end with the working poor, including snarky junior management who run it incompetently, mostly low paid get ripped off at wage pay out end. These poor folk will have to keep running faster to stay still. It didn’t start well. We were all inclusive arriving of a cruise ship just after 11am passing shanty town corrugated shacks to be told we couldn’t eat/drink until 3pm unless we paid an extortionate sum but I’m not that daft. The only time we heard this previously was in dirt poor Egypt by a bloke on a Nile cruiser with dirty fingernails earning two USA dollars a day and their similar repetitive bony food offerings were also dire. This hotel isn’t terrible, it’s very poor. It isn’t the place for great food, unless you delight in skin on, bony, lukewarm food (chicken, pork & lamb) WIFI is unreliable. If you’ve mobility issues don’t go. Having paid £304 nightly alleged all inclusive seemingly means ‘subject to availability’. Say in a Bajan accent emphasising T. Beers ran out, tomato juice for Bloody Mary ran out. At breakfast the restaurant manager rudely stopped me taking a teabag from a dish at a nearby empty table. It was ‘against the rules’. Our dish had none. She said she’d send someone with one but it took 10 minutes to get a tea bag after breakfast was consumed. I found that salt & pepper pots both contained salt. She didn’t believe me so she checked, taking a while to find a pepper pot with pepper. She wasn’t pleased - maybe she broke a hotel rule. Similarly one morning I wanted another poor-tasting, cheap coffee, having waited an inordinate time for a first pour so I went cup in hand to a lady at a hatch at the coffee machine; here again it was easy and quick to simply take seconds to pour a coffee but once more no, someone would be sent. The server appeared five minutes later but at the wrong table so I’d to call her. Here too there’s a notable undercurrent we sensed that staff, and there’s lots of them, feel put out as if guests are an inconvenience. Inefficiency has no charm on an island that’s made it an art form. Over five mornings at breakfast (the only consistent near good, fresh food you’ll get here) I queued for omelette. I’m fussy about cooking omelette must be in butter without constant stirring. I politely asked the lady to cook in butter. I gave her the butter. Head chef (Ronald I think) stood beside her doing nothing (if he worked for me he’d be