Loch Lomond.

Off up to Loch Lomond we three headed.

One little flat, a home from home, booked for the night.

Or not...

As the satnav proudly declared "you have arrived", we could only laugh hysterically at our location.

Litter. A strong smell of what was suspiciously like weed. Swearing in the street. People smoking at the entrance to the flat. Unbelievable things on the stair wells to the flats.

Certainly not the home from home with stunning views described, and pictured, online.

We promptly decided not to stay the night and visited the Loch, prior to returning back to Troon! We were able to laugh, and laugh, and laugh, at the situation...but really?!

A strongly worded review has been written!