Hotel Horror. My tale of horror from the Belle Hearth Bed and (non) Breakfast! In little ole Waynesboro Virginia.

Where do I start? First I need to state this is my opinion of my stay which I am allowed to express. Second, I have 4 witnesses of this whole weekend.

Most people love to stay in haunted bed and breakfasts but this one was truly a House of Horror. I will be making a Youtube video with the same information.

First I want to complain about a stacked tourist and hospitality industry. Did you know businesses PAY to be part of the Better Business Bureau? Usually they help me resolve issues, but the Waynesboro BBB just set people up for further abuse.

I’m really tired of paying money I work hard for to be treated the way I was treated here. Belle Hearth has gotten me off Bed and Breakfasts for good. You can usually get more resolution from a hotel.

First be aware that many bed and breakfasts campaign to get their negative reviews removed. I guarantee you they are NOT a 5 start establishment. They are too nasty and crazy for that.

When I pulled up I was appalled to find I had to place my car on the street.  The grass between the street and the lawn was not mowed. I suppose the city does that (or doesn’t do that) but if I had a B N B I would mow it so my house looked nice. I’m not a fan of Vicotrian’s to begin with but I was staying in town for business. I booked TWO rooms which is a standard 4 breakfasts. This will become important later on.

We were rushed by the couple after driving a long way, grilled on why we were there and told about 20 minutes of ghost stories. I have investigated REAL paranormal sites all over the country and world and there was NOTHING here so don’t waste your time and money looking for ghosts.

The husband seemed nice but a bit confused (this will become important later on as well). We were shown our rooms and given ONE cookie each. I am used to platters of cookies (after all cookies keep). Even so, it was a good cookie. I went to look for someplace to put my makeup and my daughters makeup bags and there were no spaces in the bathroom to place them. Every shelf and corner was stacked with knick knacks. The kind you get at the flea market, not the kind you get at a garage sale.

I was speaking at a conference so really this place was just supposed to be a bed and breakfast, however it turned into the House of Horror they like to advertise they are.

It all started the first afternoon before (I have stayed at bed and breakfasts ALL across the country and never been asked these questions). When the husband (who live in the basement on the property) asked me if my daughter and son were going to be coming. I said they are TO THE HUSBAND. My friend, Vallery also spoke at length to the husband and wife and informed them that my daughter and son would be coming. FIRST of all, it is really none of their business who is staying in the rooms I paid for as long as we aren’t breaking house rules or throwing parties. We were all adults and quiet ones at that. No children were present. It’s possible they needed to know for breakfast.

I had a suite with a large bed and a separate room with a double bed. My children did NOT show up the first night and we knew that so Vallery stayed in their room,  I and my daughter slept in the other room. Breakfast that morning was an awkward and tense affair. The dinging of the microwave (also called radiation ovens) did not promise a home made or award winning breakfast. Other reviews on Tripadvisor have also mentioned this issue.

Even so, breakfast was decent, a small scone, a sugary bannana pretty non tasty coffee cake thing and some bacon. Orange Juice and Coffee were shoved around a large table. The owners catered to regulars and did not engage in conversation very much with anyone else at the table.

I promptly forgot about this place and went about my business. Again, when I came in that night I spoke to the husband and told him my children were now here. In fact they were standing with me and he saw them. If you doubt me that the husband has memory problems, these were also mentioned in other Trip Advisor reviews. Vallery slept with me in my bed so I don’t understand the 20.00 extravagant upcharge. I also didn’t give them permission to enter my room. I had 10,000 worth of computer equipment that I do not allow anyone around. They came in and did I don’t know what but my stuff was touched and I wasn’t happy about it. In most hotels, this is stated (and it wasn’t) and you are warned. I expect privacy within my room whether in a hotel or bed and breakfast. I believe there is some law about this but I would have to check.

We went to bed after having the lights SHUT OFF AT 11. Grandma and Grandpa much?

When we got up I walked my friend Vallery out, she had to get back to NC and NEVER intended or even entered the dining room for breakfast. While I was talking to her she told me that the innkeepers had told her horror stories about all the previous guests and they were basically “over” the whole experience. Vallery left and while I was still outside on Sunday morning, my daughter ran out of the inn crying.

My daughter, her husband and my other daughter had gone down to breakfast (remember we were 3 the day before) and paid for 4 breakfasts. The wife had said, “Wow weird to see strangers at the table.” What? Who says that? I imagine a lot of strangers are at their table. Remember the husband was told TWICE that my children were going to be there and in fact he saw them. I said, I’ll handle this and we went in. I sat down and they started freaking out about breakfast. I said, ‘Vallery isn’t staying and we paid for 4 breakfasts.”

I started pouring coffee and there was one chair left. I forgot to mention the day before that they made me move chairs so that the couple could sit side by side. Who does that? Bed and breakfasts at a group table are about mingling and I’m pretty sure the couple could have survived since they barely seemed on speaking terms with each other if they didn’t sit next to each other. This was witnessed by two other people.

So there was one chair left at the table. The “regular” couple came down and stood akwardly in the corner of the room. Then the wife came up to me and said, “You need to get up”. One of you needs to leave. The man eating with his son offered to leave early but I said, “NO, you paid for your breakfast.” We will leave. The wife started screaming at us telling us we were wrong and we didn’t tell them who would be at breakfast. I said, “We will go to Cracker Barrel.” and we left. We were forced to check out hours earlier and spend extra money. I have never been treated like trash at an establishment. I have never been lied about when there were multiple witnesses and the husband has a history of memory loss.

We were cheated of basic human kindness and respect and we were cheated out of 4 breakfasts. We also have picture of dirt in the bathroom and hair in the drains after they cleaned. We complained to the Waynesboro BBBB but they did nothing but believe the lies sof these innkeepers.

Beware in Waynesboro they protect their own. And pick somewhere else to stay. I paid for other speakers to stay at the Best Western and they loved it!  Part of being a conscious human being is holding people accountable and having boundaries.

A really good review to read is the Vegan who told the husband TWICE that he didn’t eat meet and then the wife yelled at his girlfriend for eating his meat off his plate. LOL. Like I said, there’s precedent here. And many other reviews talk about the owner’s weirdness about breakfast.

Note to B and B owners. Don’t make my kids cry and if you don’t want to serve breakfast to your guests, don’t advertise as a bed and breakfast. False advertising.

Lesson learned. Nice hotels from now on! And you earned a spot in my restaurant and travel book to be published on Amazon later this year! Whoop whoop!Screen Shot 2018-08-04 at 6.36.14 PM




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