Le Britania Hotel boasts all the charm of a run-down hostel masquerading as a supposed place of rest and rejuvenation. Prepare yourself for a laundry list of disappointments as we delve into the depths of this woefully inadequate establishment.
First and foremost, let's address the accommodations—or lack thereof. The rooms at Le Britania are so minuscule that one can't help but feel claustrophobic from the moment they step foot inside. It's as if the architects were operating under the impression that guests were hobbits rather than regular-sized humans. To make matters worse, the décor is straight out of a time warp, with furnishings that look like they were salvaged from a yard sale circa 1970. A special shout out to th 5ft10inch pop out bed with leatherette pop out headboard.
But the horrors don't end there. Forget about the convenience of cooking a meal in your room because, surprise, there's no oven. That's right, Le Britania somehow managed to overlook this basic amenity, leaving guests to fend for themselves with nothing more than a microwave and a prayer.
And don't even get me started on the state of the bedding. If you're lucky, you might be treated to a bed with sheets that only have a few minor tears here and there. However, if you're unlucky—as most guests at Le Britania tend to be—you'll find yourself cocooned in a nest of threadbare fabric that looks like it survived a battle with a particularly aggressive pack of moths.
But wait, there's more! The pervasive stench of urine hangs heavy in the air, assaulting your senses from the moment you enter this prison to the second you flee in terror from your disgustingly inadequate room.
And if you were hoping for a peaceful night's sleep, think again. Le Britania conveniently forgot to mention that there's a pub located directly outside the hotel, complete with rowdy patrons who seem to have mistaken shouting matches for conversation. So, unless you're a heavy sleeper with a penchant for masochism, you can kiss any dreams of restful slumber goodbye.
In summary, Le Britania Hotel is a veritable hellscape disguised as a place of hospitality. From its laughably tiny rooms to its complete lack of basic amenities and the overwhelming stench of urine, there is nothing redeeming about this decrepit excuse for a lodging establishment. Save yourself the misery and book elsewhere—anywhere else—unless you have a bizarre affinity for disappointment and despair.
And to add insult to injury, it's truly disappointing that Crystal Ski, a company supposedly dedicated to providing enjoyable ski holidays, would even allow guests to be subjected to such a dismal experience at Le Britania Hotel. Shame on them for endorsing this travesty of accommodation. This shall be the last time we use their sham of a "company".
EDIT: In Crystal Ski's defence (and after lots and lots of effort and an email to ABTA from myself), they have refunded a portion of the holiday. This doesn't make up for the abhorrent state of this room, nor compensate for the effort exerted getting it, and the pitiful offer of a £150 travel voucher on their first go around. We shall not be using them again, nor stay here again.