Dumb tourists

“the beach was too sandy”… and other tourist complaints

After the winter holidays, Thomas Cook and the Association of British Travel Agents (ABTA) created a list of ridiculous complaints that were received by travel agents from their clients. These are some of the actual complaints received:

– One woman claimed that she had been restricted to her room by the hotel staff. It was learned that she had mistaken the “Do Not Disturb” sign (hanging on the inside of the door) as a warning to stay in the room.

–“The beach was too sandy.”

– One guest complained that the soup served at an Australian hotel was too thick. It was learned that he had inadvertently been sipping on the gravy.

–“No-one told us there would be fish in the sea. The children were startled.”

–“It took us nine hours to fly home from Jamaica to England it only took the Americans three hours to get home.”

–“My fiancé and I booked a twin-bedded room but we were placed in a double-bedded room. We now hold you responsible for the fact that I find myself pregnant. This would not have happened if you had put us in the room that we booked.”

–“The brochure stated: ‘No hairdressers at the accommodation’. We’re trainee hairdressers - will we be OK staying here?”

–“We found the sand was not like the sand in the brochure. Your brochure shows the sand as yellow but it was white.”

–“It is your duty as a tour operator to advise us of noisy or unruly guests before we travel.”

–“I was bitten by a mosquito - no-one said they could bite.”

–“I think it should be explained in the brochure that the local store does not sell proper biscuits like custard creams or ginger nuts.”

–“It’s lazy of the local shopkeepers to close in the afternoons. I often needed to buy things during ‘siesta’ time - this should be banned.”

–“On my holiday to Goa in India, I was disgusted to find that almost every restaurant served curry. I don’t like spicy food at all.”

–“We booked an excursion to a water park but no-one told us we had to bring our swimming |suits| and towels.”

http://www.mypointless.com/2009/03/beach-was-too-sandy-and-other-tourist.html

In addition to the above:

“We bought ‘Ray-Ban’ sunglasses for five euros (£3.50) from a street trader, only to find out they were fake.”

“Topless sunbathing on the beach should be banned. The holiday was ruined as my husband spent all day looking at other women.”

“I compared the size of our one-bedroom apartment to our friends’ three-bedroom apartment and ours was significantly smaller.”

“There are too many Spanish people. The receptionist speaks Spanish. The food is Spanish. Too many foreigners.”

“We had to queue outside with no air conditioning.”

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/picturegalleries/5005019/20-ridiculous-complaints-made-by-holidaymakers.html

:lol:…and I though this would be a German problem only!

Well, there was a time when the Poms used to complain about Germans doing athletic things at Spanish resorts :wink: , but that was before the Poms were confronted with bigger problems. :smiley:

A tourist at a top African game lodge overlooking a waterhole, who spotted a visibly aroused elephant, complained that the sight of this rampant beast ruined his honeymoon by making him feel “inadequate”.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/picturegalleries/5005019/20-ridiculous-complaints-made-by-holidaymakers.html

How do you think his new wife felt? :mrgreen:

About the recent -let’s say- problematic touristic situation In Europe, officially called “Incompatible commingling of the target audience” by the tourism industry. Not entirely “pc” but still worth a laugh (read in a German major magazine):

“During holidays the English dislike the Germans. The French dislike the English and the Germans. The Belgians partially dislike the French, partially the Dutch. The Dutch dislike everyone, including themselves. No one dislikes the Italians - as long as they brawl in a seperate remote corner of the hotel compound. No one likes or dislikes Scandinavians. All of the named parties have something against Russians.”

I am surprised to find that Gallic contempt is limited to the English and Germans. I thought it was applied to the rest of the world with equal contempt for anything not French. :wink: :smiley:

They can be quite testy, even here in the States, I heard one French person complaining about of lack of French speaking Americans, so I spoke to them in German. that got me a look of damnation, and the question, why do you think I would speak German? I replied, "OH! my mistake, thats right, America saved you from having to speak German awhile back, now quite whining. The pic might seem redundant, but explains alot.:mrgreen:

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Ah, but you should have spoken English to attract the full Gallic wrath.

As these posters delightfully failed to do when responding in English to a French post about preserving French from English assaults. http://languagezone.cf.ac.uk/forums/viewtopic.php?t=123

I used my limited German only in the opener, after it was my clear mid-western accented English I can only hope it put a knot in their knickers…:wink: Oh, I added something to my previous post, should explain things,

Well, if you can’t open something in German (like, say, Poland :smiley: ), you’re not trying. :smiley:

HA-HAAAA, that were a good’un!!

Vell, und I haf posted zis before, ze Poles do luff a laff about ze Hitler thingy.:smiley:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=53Q1y5EAN4E

:mrgreen: Zees guys haff balls!
…but the Poles are taking it easy these days:

Bearing in mind that I’m down at the bottom of the planet where Euro stuff affects us only when we decide to send an expeditionary force upwards to correct European misconduct, and where we don’t pay a lot of attention to Euro thingies which don’t invovle porn videos of the Gaul’s boss’s missus, would I be correct in thinking that the brownshirt in the picture is Angela Merkel?

If so, she’s in the shit with most lesbians who can grow a mo across all of their top lip, and their bottom lip, and on their teeth.

Aye, it’s her. Beside the mustache she has other preferences as well - if you fancy the autumn of female life. However once again she won’t impress any lesbians with those…

Aaaaaargh

Can’t… Un-… See…

If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be outside gouging my eyes out…

:lol:A few years ago, we travelled by train from Venice to Florence. (BTW - the Trains still Run On Time, except when the thunderstorms knock out the electricity.) Among our company in a very crowded reserved carriage (HERSELF always wants to know in advance where we are to sit - how did I ever marry such an organized person) was an American lady whom I came to think of as MOM. She had already drawn attention to herself in the station bar, marshaling her husband and four sons, all of whom were clearly terrified of her. She was clearly not in good form - a bit, I suppose like Frau Merkel after a meeting with the Greek PM.

On the train - feeling, presumably, the need for a change from hectoring her own subservient males, MOM latched on to (or cornered) an elderly American gentleman accompanied by his “niece”, or somesuch. It quickly became clear what was bugging her; her holiday had been infuriating so far because everything in Venice was “so old”, and occasionally a bit below the standard of hygiene required to be able to eat one’s lunch off the pavement. Also, the hotel rooms were too small, the food was “all Italian” etc. She went on to quiz the unfortunate gentleman about Florence, with which he was familiar. What was there to see there ? Surely it would not all be “so old”? The poor man was chased around the houses on this line of questioning, which he found very difficult to respond to politely in view of the fact that most of the great sights of Florence are also pretty … old. This went on for the whole length of the train journey - the guts of two and a half hours. I suspect the old gentleman must have been glad to escape at the end of it, back, presumably, to the more amenable company of his “niece”. For myself, I could hardly keep a straight face.

I ask myself - before she booked the holiday (and I am sure it was she that did), did she make the least enquiry about Venice and Florence, and what holidaying in these cities involved ? It is all about seeing “old stuff”. If you don’t want to see “old stuff”, Miami might be a better option. In any case, I doubt if exposure to Florence’s Uffizi Gallery and Pitti Palace sweetened MOM’s disposition very much. I could only feel sorry for her male “subordinates” … Yours from Burano, eating Venetian mussels and clams, JR.

Germans and Japanese are alike :slight_smile:

In Bali, they kept saying,. Jajaja - nod with smile for Japanese -,. when asked everythings was fine or in order?,.
but still wrote a long complain letter afterwards.

As for Strayans,. theyll complain at the beginning of the tour, and expect some discounts from total bills,. Lol

This is great discussion!)