Ask what’s the worst holiday you’ve ever had?

[Alwaysonyonsn]

I’ve been lucky and never stayed somewhere terrible apart from one place.

No one at the front desk for half an hour. I called the number left and no one answered. Knocked on the office door (could hear people) and no one answered.

The room didn’t lock and they pretended not to understand. I had to carry any valuables with me whenever I left.

A rather infamous holiday camp in Cambersands. I'm no snob and raised in a rough area but the other holiday makers there were as rough as a badgers arse.

There was a mass brawl at 2am complete with toddlers swearing and shouting just like their parents. Made me grateful to get home. Utterly depressing glimpse into some people's lives.

Oh god. Also the wettest week in history in a group camping trip to West & North Coast of Ireland. I'm Scottish, we're used to the rain, but this was something else. EVERYTHING was sodden through. One of the people in the group (extended family/friends group of 12, so I didn't know everyone), turned out to suffer from Bipolar, and was really quite unwell. She had to be talked in from the Carrick-a-Rede bridge, as no-one was quite sure if she was planning to jump. She ended up in hospital in Belfast 'for her own safety'.

Florida - queuing at disney parks .. uhhhh.. 3-4 hours just to see Frozen princes 🙄
I'd never expected to look forward to returning to work

Dubai. Never been anywhere with such a pretence of something it's not. Such a horrible under current of awfulness in so many ways. I couldn't wait to leave.

Tenerife on a package holiday. I didn’t understand that there was no escape from the feral people on the plane because we were all going to the same hotel until we arrived at the hotel…. Now I know what a package holiday really means I will never do one again.

Butlins in minehead (many years ago!), filthy, loud, staff unhelpful.

Parents bring their young children home from the club after midnight, screaming at them to hurry up, walk etc. they were exhausted over stimulated children, who's been kept out way past their bedtime.

Woke us up every night, the beds were so uncomfortable I don't know how we managed a week.

Maybe you are a Rain god of some kind.

That's exactly how I always imagined it!

Initial derisory compensation offers typically £50-£100 per person. They reluctantly doubled after challenge and complaint, but would go no further. We instigated court action through small claims' court, which each time they issued a defence but without any "evidence" to support their defence. 2 of the 3 times, they "settled" a few days before the court case, but in one case it reached court, but they didn't bother showing up to defend themselves in person, so we "won" the case by default. It's all bluff and bluster with them to try to fob you off and get you to accept a derisory compensation offer - if you stand your ground, they give in. You just need all the evidence to support the claim, i.e. photos, diary of events including who we spoke to and their reply, and copies of the complaint forms lodged with the rep. If you have tried to sort out the problems with the hotel and their rep and have the evidence, they've not got a leg to stand on.

Forgot about San Francisco. We initially stayed in a "down town" Howard Johnson (usually a decent chain). It was an absolute flea pit with lots of "dubious" looking people hanging around the breakfast room, dirty uncleaned room, no hot water, mouldy window frames, torn curtains, etc. First day, we drove a few blocks to a Levi jeans shop, parked the car round the corner, and saw lots of young children (may 8-12 years old) strutting around with baseball bats - initially we thought they were going to some kind of baseball tournament (how naive were we?) Then we noticed older kids walking around with sledge hammers and crow bars! We had a VERY quick look in the shop and quickly got back to the car and drove out of the area. On the way, we heard a car backfiring - then we noticed some people on the left hand walkway kneeling behind parked cars, and then noticed some police officers kneeling behind parked cars on the other side - it wasn't a car back firing, it was gun shots and we drove right between them! We just went back to the hotel, packed the car with our stuff and drove away - we went to the more expensive hotels near Fisherman's Wharf - twice the price but it all felt a lot safer. For the rest of the time we were there, we stayed around Fisherman's Wharf and didn't go back into the town centre at all!

Albufriera in Portugal. and the teenagers with us wanted to party all day /night then fell out because they were drunk

@IncessantNameChanger Ha- I'm so with you on that- we booked a 4 nighter and went home after 2 ! And the chalets were so bad, I wouldnt house a dog in one

Extreme trots in Turkey made me come home thinner but minus a friend

Now you’ve got my attention. Did your friend die in Turkey, of the trots, or did she take such violent exception to your diarrhoea that she severed all ties with you?

@Conkersareback we've had several holidays at Butlins, Minehead - I think 2007-2012 - went every year for a time when DS was in primary school. Rooms always clean and staff always helpful - although we didn't generally eat in the on-site restaurants. It's certainly not the place if you want a quiet holiday - but then again we never heard any undue noise around the accommodation blocks .

Kusadasi in Turkey as a teen. Shared a room with thunderously snoring Auntie. Constantly harassed by pervy men. Got food poisoning just in time for the flight home.

Also had nightmare camping in Cornwall this summer thanks to the Shameless/Jeremy Kyle roadshow setting up an extensive encampment right next to my tent. The dad got leathered and yelled "Shave your fucking beaver you fat slag" at a woman in their group. This was at about 7pm. I left the next day.

Also had nightmare camping in Cornwall this summer thanks to the Shameless/Jeremy Kyle roadshow setting up an extensive encampment right next to my tent. The dad got leathered and yelled "Shave your fucking beaver you fat slag" at a woman in their group. This was at about 7pm. I left the next day.

Shredded - that's horrific on so many levels! I'm trying not to laugh, but it's not really funny, is it, when you think about the implications. I always think I've heard it all...and then...

I just can't imagine what sort of woman might go anywhere near a man like that.

You've won. I'm so sorry to hear about what happened.
I had something slightly (but in no way similar at all compared with what you went through) in Egypt. DH developed psychosis, started drinking, repeatedly tried to jump off the balcony, I spent all week within arms reach of him desperately trying to keep alive. I think I've got ptsd from it

*him

Was touring Somerset on motorcycle with husband last year and we stopped for a coffee on the sea mud river front.
And have ti afmit it was awful, it was like all the contestants from Jeremy Kyle show were on holiday at the same time .

20 mins there was 25 minutes too long...

How on earth are you still friends with her? 😳

The only time I've been to an AI resort, we had a family room with 2 beds for 4 people. (One Kingsize and 1 single bed) DD was 6 and slept in the KS bed with me and DH. She had norovirus for about 4 out of 7 days. When she stopped throwing up, DS started. The beach was beautiful and the weather was great but I spent half the holiday in our room, emptying buckets of puke and putting on cartoons dubbed in Arabic or similar for the kids. It was before we had tablets or t'internet on our phones. On the plus side I read a good book!

Pontins Hemsby looked like a 1960s concrete prefab council estate in Hackney with filthy stained bedsheets dirty grubby old chipped everything threadbare carpets curtains flea pit of despair and wasn't the cheapest accomodation either. Pissed with rain and howling winds, daughter got stuck on the zip wire, strange scary people with 100 children everywhere spent fortunes on penny machines absolutely dire, the beach was beautiful though hopefully they have pulled this place down by now.

@Kazzyhoward
i have seen videos on Youtube of the ‘tenderloin’ district so scary, is that where you were….

A week in a caravan at Ingoldmells with friend and her family. We were 15. Too old for the amusements but too young to go out on our own drinking.

It rained. Area was so run down and lifeless. Hell.

I loved San Francisco, but even driving through the Tenderloin district and stopping at traffic lights felt scary. We avoided driving through it after the first time even if it meant driving a longer way around.