Calella, Hotel Osiris Review

Overall Rating

No good points

Noise & disturbance
Broken lifts
Cold food
Drunk and chaotic guests
Grubby sun loungers
Unsecure & old fashioned rooms
Filthy & stained bath
Dirty bedsheets
No air conditioning

Where do I start....The Hotel Osiris is certainly an acquired taste. Noisy, grubby and full of lager louts and foul mouthed families, it was a huge relief to come home. 10 nights stretched our patience, 14 nights would have been slow, painful torture.

On arrival we were faced with an unbearably hot and stuffy shoe box of a room (no air con) that smelt faintly like an overused ash tray that had been left to fester. This was after lugging our cases up 4 flights of stairs after finding lifts didn't work.

The following day, after being neither impressed nor dismayed with the food on offer (we hadn't set our sights very high!)we investigated further...good sized pool for families, which is a shame because the roof terrace, just for adults, only had 3 small Jacuzzis, which on sampling, were actually warm, smelled very strongly of chlorine and one didn't quite dare to think what the other strong aroma could be. Add to that sticky green felt flooring throughout, grubby loungers and cigarette ends liberally scattered - idyllic it is not.

Other amenities included an over 18s area inside, which consisted of a gym, very small indoor pool, bowling alley and table tennis. Also 2 saunas and Jacuzzis which were divided in to men and women - no mixed sexes. All of these facilities were ok, but really could have done with updating, especially the pool which was warm and not very well lit, with no window or obvious ventilation, which gave the impression of being in a muggy dungeon - bizarre. Also, although specified as 18+, we never managed to get on the table tennis as was full of kids - constantly!

Meal times were akin to feeding time at the zoo - each man for himself! Breakfast a nightmare, the noise levels alone are enough to perforate an ear drum, but serious damage could be done by the thrashing elbows and fists as hungry guests clamoured to have the last sausage! We soon gave up on breakfast and visited the snack bar mid morning - not much variety but peace and quiet won in the end!

Getting a good nights sleep there is impossible - unless like me you resort to fashioning ear plugs out of make up supplies and leaving the TV on all night. It is a fair comment that a lot of the guests at The Osiris have no consideration for the other guests and are worse than a rowdy bunch of teenagers on their first holiday aboard.

Gringo Joes, down the road, was a great bar and restaurant though, but the owner was right when informing us the locals refer to the Osiris as The Zoo....

One last thing - both I and partner developed an unsightly rash over our entire bodies, which unusually was at its worse first thing in the morning as we woke up. Strangely enough, the rash subsided when we spent the night in Barcelona, and reappeared on arrival back at the Osiris. One dares to think what was crawling in those bed sheets, although looking at some of the other guests, it really is no wonder.

I would never go back there, even if somebody paid me. The highlight of the holiday was as the coach pulled up outside the take us to the airport...