Ivy House Hotel

The worst hotel I have ever stayed in. The mattress was sunken and broken with holes in it, carpet was filthy. Water and damp running down the walls, paint peeling off the walls and cracked plaster on the floor. It was so small there was hardly any space to fit a suitcase. I was sent to the basement. In a pokey hole. The only plus side is that the shower was hot. I never tried the breakfast. I didnt even want to bother. I got no sleep for two nights because of the broken bed. My glasses fell down the side of the bed. I put my hand down the side of the bed to get them. A chunk of brown, wet sticky dirt stuck to my hand like poop, from down the side of the bed. Once I fished them out, I ran to the bathroom to scrub my hands. I put up with it, without any complaints, because I was visiting an art school and was only there for two nights. But I left at 6.30am on check out day. Didnt want to stay there another minute. May have to visit London again. But this hotel will not be where I'm staying. Im not putting myself though a hotel like this again. Dont put yourself through this people, you deserve better.

The worst place on earth! Avoid at all costs! The hygiene is beyond the worse I seen. Got to the door, couldn't get in. Eventually someone come to the door. In reception, like something from a scene of only fools and horses, get the key, told to go downstairs to room 15. Feared for my life. I thought I was about to head down towards some dark dungeon. Plaster hanging off the walls.bhenryntje hoover staring at me, carpets in reception and all down stairs were black stained. Got into room, dodgy lock, the room stunk. Bathroom if you can call it that was like a wardrobe, filthy toilet and shower, worse than a public toilet. Backyard was like that of an industrial estate. It was by far the worse experience of life. I slept in my clothes for the fear of catching something. AVOID!