Thanks to a dodgy travel agent in Bangkok I ended up in this dump, where I had to ask for both a clean sheet and cockroach spray. Ninja the Swindla at MNT or Starting Point travel in Buranasart Rd near Banglamphu - their listed website doesn't exist - booked me here, wildly overcharging me for a dirty, badly run place staffed by the laziest people in the hospitality industry. The one nice thing about it - the relatively secluded and peaceful beach - was hard to enjoy because the 'staff' were always watching TV in the communal area at a blaring volume. Want to sit in the hammock near the sand? Can't because one of the 'staff' is in it. Care to relax in the little massage hut on the sand (despite the noise from the TV)? Oh dear, the staff are in there gossiping. I was made to feel as though I was incredibly demanding and unreasonable because I wanted clean bedding and insect spray - certainly there was no apology or any offer to help put things right. While there I met a Norwegian swindled into this disgrace to thailand by the same Ninja and he was paying almost double what I was for a room there. He said his room was also dirty and he suggested that I ask for another sheet, which was a good idea, although i had to put up with quite a lot of eye rolling. He also said his air con could not be controlled and I saw him one morning with his socks on because he had been so cold the night before. I didn't sleep well there once. And in addition to the loud TV, they would play loud music in the morning too.
When I saw the state of the bungalow I was given (in addition to the pile of tyres near the entrance, the huge rows of rubbish bags, bottles to be recycled and general crap lying around by the back of the 'restaurant' - food is not up to much, but the abusive comments in the menu are entertaining) I was not happy, especially as I was paying quite a lot in beach bungalow terms. The woman running the place moved me to another bungalow, which at least had the wastepaper basket they demanded loo paper be placed in. Did have a run-in with a large cockroach there though, which eventually died in the corner and was feasted upon by ants. I was there for five days - sadly I had prepaid - and the 'staff' did not check the room once. The dead roach and the overflowing bin was, I imagine, a nice gift for them when I left. The 'manager' wildly overcharged for the five-minute drive to the pier so I mounted my pack with joy and walked it. Lest you think I'm being precious, I spent a month in India last year, and apart from one unpleasant place, Or Rawarn was more expensive and of a far lower standard than all the places I stayed in on Goan beaches, where at least the bathroom walls joined the roof. I was so happy to leave.
