Blanc Inn

After a day of hard work, I finally found the place at around 8 or 9 in the evening, but it was very inconvenient to check in. Every check-in procedure was a checkpoint. The store owner got off work at 5 pm. I called and said that he couldn't understand Chinese, so I had to stop pedestrians on the road to communicate. I stopped three people in total, and then I learned to fill in the check-in information on the machine outside for self-service facial recognition. Then I was given three sets of numbers, one of which was a set of door passwords that several people couldn't open at all. I asked someone else and found that one of the numbers displayed on the machine and the actual door opening number was wrong. In a very tired situation, check-in was delayed for more than 40 minutes. Then I had never seen the door lock of that room before, and I was very anxious because of the previous experience. After checking in, it was not at all the "white, French" words he described. It was dilapidated, crowded and messy, and the noise was so loud that it made people doubt life. I didn't sleep all night, which led to a very bad mental state the next day. I couldn't play normally at all. It was just exaggerated language + false propaganda for fraud. I saw that most of the people were Indians. There were four households living in one unit. When I entered the door, I saw a pile of shoes. I couldn't believe that this was my room. It was not an exaggeration to call it a utility room, so I ran to the second floor. A strong Indian man was lying half-naked on the bed. I was so scared that I turned back and went downstairs. I found another traveler in the corridor to help me confirm that I was sleeping in this room. Because there were three separate small rooms besides mine, all separated by iron plates, which amplified the sound. Therefore, the noise of going up and down the stairs was very obvious. Everyone went to the toilet several times, and the footsteps up and down the stairs were like living in a big room. And my ceiling was just a piece of iron sheet, and it kept making noises until four or five in the morning. But at six o'clock, some people started to leave, and the whole night was like a noisy place at a train station. The toilet was so small that it was difficult to turn around, and cleaning became a technical job. Of course, the room price can be low, but don't make false and exaggerated propaganda, which is completely deceptive. Picture 1 is the so-called door, Picture 2 is as shown, Picture 3 is the quilt with hair, Picture 4 is the yellow pillow core with yellow greasy color, Picture 5 is the loose socket, which makes the mobile phone and power bank hot and dangerous. In the end, I simply dare not continue to charge. If you are in the village, you are in the village. If you don’t act like a big lady, such unpleasantness will not happen. If you are realistic, I can not live here, and I will save my worries. The worst accommodation, the most cumbersome check-in procedures, and the most exaggerated negative experience. It is also very confusing and disappointing that Ctrip recommends such a house to customers! The most outrageous time in history!

The staff was very kind and told us about recommended sightseeing spots. It was easy to access from the station and I was very satisfied.

It’s too bad. It’s hard to find the place. The location is unclear. I couldn’t find it. I had to take a taxi to find it.

Too bad, the service is not in place and the price is not low.

It feels pretty good, a slightly better youth hostel. If you just come here to sleep and then leave, it's quite appropriate. The price-performance ratio is better in comparison, and it can only be said that prosperity and frugality depend on people.

There are 4 beds in a room, but there are always two or three nights when I come back and it is so loud and unprofessional. No way to rest at all