Hotel SplendidoEnzyme writes, "what about awful hotels, B&Bs, or friends' houses where you've had no choice but to stay the night?"
What, the place in Oxford that had the mattresses encased in plastic (crinkly noises all night), the place in Blackpool where the night manager would drum to the music on his ipod on the corridor walls as he did his rounds, or the place in Lancaster where the two single beds(!) collapsed through metal fatigue?
Add your crappy hotel experiences to our list.
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chthonic, Thu 17 Jan 2008, 16:05)
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StainspottingMy cousin's stag night was on a Scottish island; we got there late on a Friday night, ready for a fun weekend, and looking forward to the luxury hostel we'd been promised. However, one of the party had gone ahead, and when we met him in the pub he said 'Sorry guys, we're not staying *there*!' Turns out he'd visited said hostel, and been introduced to the guy running it, who had introduced himself by dropping his trousers, snorting a line and then also introduced his mate, who had (for some crazy reason) no eyelids...it didn't promise to be a pleasant stay.
We decided the pub itself was a better bet, and negotiated with the landlady; sadly it was being refurbished, so the rooms either had no door, or no lightbulb, or no sink, or no bedclothes...still, at least it wasn't run by Begbie's mate. When we got up the next morning we went to the kitchen for some promised breakfast, only to discover the fridge contained rotten food and off milk, and decided to eat out....as we left that morning, we noticed the front of the building was held up by acro props.
As it turned out, all this made for an interesting start to the stag night, and no-one minded that much (we were far too trollied)...we only stayed one more night and then headed back to the mainland.
(, Thu 17 Jan 2008, 17:33, 1 reply)
Holy pfffftThat tickled my funny bone.
"introduced his mate, who had (for some crazy reason) no eyelids..."
(, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 11:49, closed)
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