阿拉斯民宿

Walk to the end of the road

讚 -kindness

Room 600 per night with wooden floor

Aboriginal cuisine, authentic!

You can experience the life of the aboriginal people and enjoy the combination of the aboriginal tribal slate house and the beauty. You can also taste the local slate barbecue, millet wine, bamboo rice, and personally make love jade.

110/02/07 Accommodation. When the car reached the end of the village, there was a sign stating that people outside the village should park on the square. We had to walk into the village with our luggage. Alas is at the end of the village. A grandma received the reception. The Mandarin is not good, and the Japanese is very slack, but I cannot speak Japanese. So some people have to guess, the accommodation is 1,000 yuan, and the room is on 2F. She asked us to help her move the quilt, she said: Grandma is not in good health. Is there a key? She said: Bring money when you go out, don't put it in the room. Ask her if she has dinner? She said: @#*&π (not understand at all) Ask her if she has breakfast? She said: @#*&π can π@#$&*, because there are 2 words that can be, guess it can buy it for us. We check in at 16:00. There are 4 rooms on the 2F, 2 with wooden floors, 2 with hard spring beds and hard pillows. The toilet is outside. After tidying up, we were tired and fell asleep. We woke up at 18:30. No one was seen on the 1F. We walked out of the hotel and walked from the end of the village to the end of the village. The store was closed. Finally, we found a grocery store and bought instant noodles. , Back to the bed and breakfast, fortunately, the kitchen has hot water to have dinner. Grandma tried very hard to talk about the use of the water heater. We had a hard time listening. Then the hot water was turned on, and after waiting a little longer, the water temperature was enough, and there was no need to take a battle bath. The light in the room is not enough for reading, fortunately we have our own lights. There is a ceiling fan, no other electrical appliances. There are often radio horns that I don't know where they are coming from, as if they are in the aboriginal language, because they don't understand, the voices of the neighbors downstairs are also very clear. The next day I was awakened by the radio. It was just after 7 o'clock and I wanted to go to sleep again. In the dimness, I had to continue to fight against the radio endurance and the hot sunlight that came in through the incomplete curtain. Until 9:00, Grandma came and knocked on the door, saying that she was going out to get medicine and asked us to quickly sort it out. I'm so dumbfounded. When we were rushed to stay for the first time, we had no choice but to pack our belongings (considering her waist and folded quilts) and walk to the street with our luggage, and then to the end of the village. There was no breakfast shop at all. People from my city have calmed down. Dona Village can only be passed by. If there is no restaurant where travelers can eat, shouldn’t the B&B provide it? Grandma has communication problems and wants to run a homestay, so you should write down the problems that travelers will encounter. Grandma will go out at 9:00 the next day, so we should talk about it first, and we won't stay here. It is a reference for those who are considering staying here.