The room has massive sliding windows out to the beach, but you are given the impression that the lock has only recently failed, so “the father” has fashioned a wooden bar to stop the door being opened, as cobwebs sit on the bar. The super king size bed is actually two separate beds bolted together with a hole in the middle and a plastic cover on the mattress to make you sweat (last time I saw that was when I was 3!). Cobwebs adorn most “you wouldn’t dust there would you” type surfaces. The sheers are filthy and have never seen the inside of a washing machine, as is the same for the mingling shower screen. The piece de resistance is being woken at 4am by the mice playing football!
Nice location, but not one for the recommendations I’m afraid. You do sometimes wonder whether you have been spoilt by some top class places, but a relaxing B&B has to have a little more bang for the buck and we have stopped in some smaller places that excelled in all areas at a comparable if not cheaper rate (Gale River Motel in New England, Aspiring Lofts in New Zealand).
Still time to walk along the beach and enjoy the peace, before heading into Clifden for the day.