IBIS!
Back in the day when I was a scumming first year undergrad I went and joined the Uni rowing team. This was of course because I was an inactive, slightly overweight completely uncompetitive sort (with regards to sport).
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First year training camp we went to Dorney Lake just outside Windsor.
Yay.
27th Dec-2nd Jan in the South of England.
I'll be honest, it pissed it down. And was cold. And windy. And my knees bled.
Our hotel of choice was the Ibis hotel sitting on the edge of Heathrow.
Apart from a lack of drying facilities I don't actually remember it being that bad. Except for the food.
The one thing rowers need apart from a place to sleep a vast amount is decent tuck.
One night we got chile. Except the veggie who got some lasagne mank.
The next night we got chile. Except the couple of veggies who got some lasagne stuff.
The next night we got chile. Except for half of us who were veggies who got a nice lasagne dish.
The next night we fucked off to an all you can eat carvery and didn't tell them. Cue the waiter coming and whining at us when we came back in all full of pork and whatnot and happy "meeeeeeeeergh we have many of the meal for you!"
"What's that mate?" (some people didn't want to pass up a free meal even if it was likely to be shite)
"We do you special meal for your last night! Chile! With IceCream after!"

cnts.
(tweebianmonkey Should be known as Widget, Sat 19 Jan 2008, 11:54, 5 replies)

IBIS Hotel = Abyss Hotel (DO NOT USE)
on the travel/hotel booking system I used where I worked a few years back.

The reason it was more aptly named was due to one of our staff spending one night there and ending up covered in some impetigo/scabies skin condition for two weeks afterwards.

For anyone staying in Heathrow - word to the wise - don't eat in any of the wankshaft hotels down the A4 Bath Road. There's an "okay" pub called the Three Magpies where you can drown your sorrows.
( dan j the filthy bastard, Sat 19 Jan 2008, 12:33, closed)

Stayed there many moons ago.
Was on a training course in Feltham, and the food was, shall we say, *interesting*. I sent one nights dinner (not chile, but a supposed rare fillet steak) back 8 times, 6 times of which it was returned even more cooked. I don't think the "chef" knew anything about food unless it was "burn it to fuck", TBH.
We proceeded to get everyone up 12 times on the last night by setting off random fire alarm call points (we had the keys to test them, so it was a bastard for them trying to work out which one it was), as it was some kind of singles night in the "ballroom", and all the polyester shirts/ suits and flouncy skirts were parading around, and then off they went to their rooms to rut away. What a shithole.
( Duke Of Belmsford has got 99 records, but Jay-Z ain't one, Sat 19 Jan 2008, 14:48, closed)

IBIS - fucking rotten
horrible horrible horrible hotels.

Like old halls of residence, with dodgier tenants.
(mymilkshakebringsallthemongstotheyard poison hearts, poison minds - joining hate, Sat 19 Jan 2008, 19:17, closed)

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Can you put the section of rubbish down here in the comments, so we can enjoy it without disturbing the purity of your QOTW answer?
(Emily Bruce-Dickinson http://jovialfellow.blogspot.com/, Mon 21 Jan 2008, 8:34, closed)

Bollocks
My company have booked me in an IBIS tomorrow night in Cardiff.

Arse

Although i might at least have a story out of it
(brocky, Wed 23 Jan 2008, 21:40, closed)