Ryanair Reviews & Passenger Experiences

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Hate Ryanair so much now. I will never use them again. Forced to download their intrusive, personal info stealing, junk marketing app now. A pdf print out of the boarding pass is perfectly sufficient to board their cramped, dirty planes at the departure gate. I despise being forced to load their app. This is just more data mining for unwanted junk sales from Ryanair.

I hate your website that won't work with my credit card, when I am overseas, then up the price while I am being kicked out over your fucking processing aystem. Then I go incognito mode to pay and you fucking charge me currency conversion.

I'm 6ft 7 you bellends! I didn't pay for extra legroom for nothing, and you change my fucking seat without saying a word?! Couldn't even sit down for take off!

I wish the cabin crew girls were prettier

Slight mistake in the name (over 3 letters) one hundred and fifteen fucking pounds to correct it. Absolute scum bags, i want to punch O’Leary in the throat

Call me old fashioned, but I like my flights with a bit less 'surprise'. Like surprise surcharges that cost more than my initial ticket! Rude staff? Check. Cramped seats? You bet. Overpriced peanuts? Classic Ryanair. Oh, and kids who could out-shout a jet engine? Must be Ryanair!

If you ever felt like being crammed in a tin can with a bunch of rowdy chickens, just get a Ryanair flight. Pre-booking seats? Joke's on you! Locate your card, pay them surprise fees, and then they'll just chuck you anywhere. Add overpriced peanuts to this circus — voila, you got the Ryanair experience! Don't say I didn't warn you.

Ryanair, where dreams go to die... and by dreams, I mean leg space. The surprise fees are more surprising than my last birthday party and the staff treat you like you owe them money. Also, turns out my ticket was more of a lottery ticket — will I get a seat or not? His Majesty over there, the loud snorer, won the jackpot. And to top it all off, I paid €5 for 3 peanuts and a sneer. 10/10 for consistent disappointment, though.

Took a gamble on the flying lemon known as Ryanair, ended up paying the price. Extra fees left, right and center - they'd charge you for oxygen if they could! Folded myself into a seat smaller than my neighbour's Chihuahua and almost lost my hearing to a group of lads on a stag do. Overpriced crisps were the shiny turd on top. Good game Ryanair, good game.

Accidentally setting money on fire would've been less infuriating than flying with Ryanair! They charged me more for my 'oversized' luggage (just a tupperware of nan's pasta) than my actual ticket! And the seat? Imagine trying to sit comfortably on a block of ice. Only the loud guy next to me, speaking endlessly about his cat, was a perfect cherry on top of this disaster pie. Next time, I'll just swim.

Oh boy, where do I start with Ryanair. It's like they purposely go out of their way to make the flying experience a living nightmare. I was ambushed by their surprise fees, they’re like ninjas hiding in the fine print! The staff was as warm as a frozen fish and the seats were the perfect size if you're a hobbit. Next time, I’d rather strap a pair of wings on my back and fly!

Oh, Ryanair. Where do I begin? I’d squeeze a bit more satisfaction from a lemon. Your extra fees pop up like unwanted in-laws. Your snacks? Overpriced and eternal hunger feels like a luxury in comparison. And your seats? Might as well strap me to a toothpick. Bravo, cowboys. Bravo.

Oh, joyous day! I got to pay £25 for a bag that's lighter than my favorite feather, dined on plastic cheese for only £8, and enjoyed the privilege of being crammed next to a drunk football fan! Please Ryanair, I hope my back doesn't break from bending over backwards for your 'great deals'. Bliss.

Oh, Ryanair, what a delight. They say travel is about the journey, not just the destination, right? Well, my journey involved redefining personal space in a seat smaller than my nephew's high chair, kissing my peaceful nap goodbye thanks to a screaming toddler symphony, and shelling out more cash for a sad packet of crisps than I did for my whole weekly grocery shop. And special shoutout to the staff, who mastered the art of being both invisible when needed, and all too visible when pushing overpriced perfume. A fantastic flying circus!

If you fancy a Turkish prison's comfort, choose Ryanair! Paid more for my luggage than the wretched ticket! Seats fit only for a garden gnome; so bring yoga skills with you. A circus troupe would've made less noise than their crew. Snacks? Even highway robbers offer better deals. Oh, the joy!

Imagine being able to stuff a cattle car with more animals, then charging them for the privilege! That's my experience with Ryanair. Misplaced my luggage with important cow milker parts & even managed to lose a passenger (shout-out to dad).

Shoutout to Ryanair; couldn't have achieved a new low without you. Still reeling from the surprise bingo game they call 'checkout', where every click means winning a new hidden charge. Just brilliant. Let's not forget the seat - a thin metal plank, and a seasoned traveller yodelling in my ear. And hooray for the exclusive sketchy snacks at only thrice the market price. It's like a bad date - unforgettable for all the wrong reasons!

So there I was, ready to fly Ryanair, the unofficial flying tuna can of the sky. Boy, did they hit me with those surprise fees, like a ninja in the night, stabbing my wallet. Then, I got the pleasure of interacting with their staff – as friendly as a grumpy cat on a Monday. The seat was roomy… if you're an action figure. Loud passengers? Check. Overpriced snacks? More like kid's allowance gone in 60 seconds. 10/10 for consistency in awfulness!

Oh, how I adore being treated like a sardine in a noisy tin can by Ryanair! The surprise fees were the cherries on top! Thanks for making me pay a king's ransom for a stale sandwich and a thimble of water. You're a true delight, Ryanair!

Let’s play a game called 'How much can Ryanair disappoint today'. Guess what? Ryanair won! I paid more for a bottle of water than a second-hand car. It’s hiked up like Everest, only my pocket feels the pain. Seats fit for a hamster, not a man. Hello, personal space doesn’t exist in Ryanair vocabulary!

Ryanair? More like Ryan-don't-care! 30 quid for extra legroom, then found my seat was inside the toilet. Snack prices higher than my flight altitude. Avoid if you value your sanity!

Gosh, Ryanair, thanks for unlocking yet another level of frustration. Like Tetris, but with fees instead of blocks. And the staff, all meaner than a futbol hooligan. Mmm, love the taste of 7-pound peanuts too!

They said one small bag. I brought one small bag. Ryanair said, ‘small… but not our kind of small.’ Charged me like I was importing furniture.

Ryanair seats recline a full 0.0 degrees. Perfect for those who enjoy the sweet sensation of spinal fusion at 30,000 feet.

Paid for 'priority boarding' which meant I got to stand in the freezing rain 5 minutes longer than everyone else. Absolute scam.

Flight delayed 3 hours. No explanation, no compensation, no apology. Staff treated us like cattle. Had to pay €3 for a thimble of water. Ryanair doesn't fly planes, they fly torture chambers.