Guest guest Posted July 16, 2009 Report Share Posted July 16, 2009 Hi All, This place is in neither Vegetarian Britain nor The Vegetarian Visitor in any case but you may be interested in this warning from a friend. Googling leads to a website with similar reviews. Patricia Here is my experience at the so-called vegan hotel in Oxford: When I searched on for Vegan Hotel in Oxford I came across Nanford Guest House. It looked quite impressive on their website front page. However this impression soon faded as the reality hit me as I walked through the door. The proprietor was hidden in a dark dank room surrounded by a TV continually spitting out canned laughter and adorned by a photo of John Cleese. He looked like a cross between Steve Martin and behaved like Basil Fawlty. On showing me the room he was terse and quite existential about my obvious dislike of the room. He left quickly, probably to show some other naive punter their cheap but not so very cheerful place of repose for the night. On closer inspection the room was more like a hostel for the homeless than a guest house. The so-called en suite was hidden behind a door on a rail which wobbled with its own sense of direction. I entered with trepidation only to be surrounded by a swarm of flies. The shower was encrusted with mould, the toilet had a towering cistern and a frayed string pull. I did not dare shower despite feeling dirtier for every minute spent there. Visions of Psycho-type reprisals from landlord, having already witnessed his manhandling of an ungrateful American tourist. The furniture was like the discarded contents of DSS salerooms circa 1970, the carpet was from an era when brown was fashionable. The dingy pink curtains did not want to stay on the precariously hung track. The view out of the window was spectacular through the greying torn net curtain: discarded fridges and washing machines, pots of paints & turpentine. " When were these used? " I wondered. The smell was pervasive: it seemed to cling to each of my nosehairs & my clothes & reminded me of the sweet odour of diabetic sores. It was not until the following morning, after a fitful night's sleep in a bed with loosely fitting protruding springs wrapped in a mattress, that I learned that Nanford Guest House had been voted the worst Guest House in Britain - a well-earned accolade I am sure. Oh, and the vegan breakfast, after I'd been sent away once as the sardine-can-like dining room was too full: they did not know what vegan meant but we could have a Full English and some cheese!!! ---------- Checked by AVG - www.avg.com Version: 8.5.387 / Virus Database: 270.13.16/2240 - Release 07/15/09 17:58:00 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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