My lovely friend takes my daughter to school once a week and as a thank you I thought I would treat us to some sort of kid-free relaxation.
We thought spa and afternoon tea.
I found a Groupon deal at the Hilton in Bristol for
‘Afternoon tea for two and ‘health club access’
When I think Hilton I think posh hotel. I wouldn’t call it posh. They, at least need to give their sign a clean. But whatever, more importantly,
when I think Health club. I don’t think…
BABY-AGEDON SWIMMING LESSONS.
ALL OVER THAT PLACE.
The changing room which resembled a sports centre changing area where we had to pay for towels and lockers smelt REALLY bad of SHIT. BABY SHIT. mmm What a sensory spa experience. Who needs aromatherapy.
We attempted to go into the sauna as there was no way we were going in the pool which was tiny and full of small shrieking people and probably aload of pish in the words of my Glaswegian family.
The very people we had been trying to get away from.
It was no good their shrieks and singing of nursery rhymes were still there just as loud and anxiety provoking in the sauna.
What we gonna do?
We went back out and told the reception the situation and could we possibly have our afternoon tea early. To be fair they were very apologetic and the guy from the gym seemed to be the manager as well..
He said the lessons would stop in 40 mins so we decided to have our food first and then use the pool after.
Our deal included a glass of prosecco. So we thought we would have that to get us over the trauma of swimming pool saga..
But it never came.. Troy on the bar was supposed to bring it over to us but he was too busy and had no help.
Out came the sandwiches. Still no drink. Dry mouthed and a little bit pissed of I went over to Troy and asked him if anyone else could possibly sort our drinks. He said no..sorry…
Eventually, our drink came. and to be fair it was a very generous glass.
After we had gobbled our sandwiches we poured our tea only to realise there was no milk. Went and got ourself the milk.
We didnt bother using the ‘health club’ after. We were too full.
Full of resentment