Seeing as a lot of us now have some time on our hands, and no guests to bug us, it got me thinking about past guests.
Our best guests for me is a bit of a tie as it depends on the perspective of “best”. There was a father and daughter from Catalonia who stayed for four days and I was expecting a major clean up operation post check out. Ended up the place was spotless, and I mean spotless! The daughter had cleaned the whole apartment, top to bottom, on check out morning and they even left a fridge and pantry full of goodies.
The other is a family from the Alsace. They initially stayed for a few days while their son did his entrance test for the flight school here, we got on well and shared more than one glass of wine on the patio! A couple of weeks later, they messaged us to say that H had passed the entrance test and could they book (direct) for when he started his course.
They’ve stayed with us several times when visiting their son, and are now considered friends. When they are here we will eat together and they are one of the few sets of guests we’ve invited into our home. They were supposed to be here next month for H’s graduation as a qualified pilot, but that obviously is now on hold. We were all looking forward to the celebrations, flight school (we have three) graduation week is a big thing here.
Worst guests is hard for me, we haven’t really had many bad guests so my worst, to some hosts, will be pretty run of the mill I reckon. We’ve had grumpy, we’ve had entitled, we’ve had rude, but the title probably goes to the pair of young hookers who entertained their single client for about twelve hours, but had only booked for two. Never did manage to get the extra guest fee from them and the clear up operation was immense! Bottles, half eaten pizza, and the sheets… don’t mention the sheets! My OH reckoned that the stud bulls at the Domecq ranch would have been proud of the amount of semen produced that night.
Weirdest has got to be the German couple who stayed for five nights and the only time we actually saw them was a check in and check out. Bear in mind, we live on the premises, in the apartment above our two rentals.
It got to the point where we were wondering a) were they actually there and b) were they OK. I sent them an SMS, which got no response and we were considering entering the apartment on the basis of a welfare check. I then heard the street door being opened, then the sound of their apartment being unlocked; by the time I got out to the terrace they’d disappeared inside and closed the door. OK, they’re still alive then
To give this some context, it was summer and they didn’t use the outside space once. They didn’t use the AC at all, and it was close to 40C during the day and 20C plus at night. Weird!
That’s mine, none of them terribly interesting, what’s yours?