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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Trinidad: 1986I have an aunt who used to live in Barbados. As a celebration of me finishing my exams, me, my mum and my sister went to visit her. For some reason, we could not get a direct flight, so had to stop in Trinidad overnight.
So, we arrived in Trinidad. Got out of the airport. Had to fight with our luggage to the Taxi rank. Got in a cab.
My mum told the driver where we were staying, and he demanded a small fortune for a fare upfront. Mum, not knowing any better, paid and we drove off, expecting to be on the road a while.
300 metres later, we pull up outside the hotel, which is at the other end of the runway. Go to our room. The room was air conditioned, but the noise of the air conditioner (which we couldn't turn off) was slightly excessive, especially when combined with the noise of Jets landing and taking off.
None of us slept. Eventually, around 7am, we all rose, feeling knackered and went back to the airport to board our connecting flight.
(, Thu 17 Jan 2008, 19:32, Reply)
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