Arnaque à la Touche-Thébault
In July, I spent 2 weeks in Britanny. Dealing with availabilities, high prices, last minute reservation, references and reliability of the lodging services, I finally ended up at la Touche-Thébault, near Rennes. I thought I was smart and all.
Look out! It was an appaling stay, the weirdest thing being the presence of dead pigs under a clutch, at less than 30 yards from the doorstep of the gite. They were laying there for a couple of days, concealed under a clutch made of a semi-barrel. Then they were removed. I was not early enough in the morning to learn how… The semi-barrel would stay there, turned-round, for a day or so, and a new cycle of dead pigs would start over.
Among other things: high voltage lines just above your head. Contemptuous and aggressive landlady. No key to lock the door. Nice kitsch fridge (probably as old as myself), but totally ineffective for keeping stuff cool. Dirty, stinky oven. Looking at the current’s consumption of the drier, you’ll understand why they need high voltage lines straying all around the sky… And actually, you’ll pay an extra charge for using it, even once.
Don’t go at la Touche-Thébault. They are big crooks.
They are the kind of landlords who dislike people. They merely tolerate your presence, because they have to. But could you die during the travel and never come over, they’d greatly appreciate.
That is garzol.