Hotel Splendido
Enzyme 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.
( , Thu 17 Jan 2008, 16:05)
Enzyme 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.
( , Thu 17 Jan 2008, 16:05)
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Hotel Klicov we hardly knew yee
Me and a friend went to Prague two summers ago. We were in such a hurry to get pissed we left the hotel without the address of the place.
By the time we remembered, it was six in the morning and we were hammered. We had a vague idea the hotel was in some place called Klicov. We asked endless amounts of taxi drivers. They asked their base. Nobody knew of a place called Klicov. Then a kindly homeless person took pity on us and found us an internet cafe. We got him a beer, I found the address online; it was indeed Klicov.
Printed off the address and showed it to the homeless guy and with beer in hand he annouces "AH! Klishov!"
Bloody pronounciations.
Needless to say the next night we did the exact same thing.
( , Fri 18 Jan 2008, 2:42, Reply)
Me and a friend went to Prague two summers ago. We were in such a hurry to get pissed we left the hotel without the address of the place.
By the time we remembered, it was six in the morning and we were hammered. We had a vague idea the hotel was in some place called Klicov. We asked endless amounts of taxi drivers. They asked their base. Nobody knew of a place called Klicov. Then a kindly homeless person took pity on us and found us an internet cafe. We got him a beer, I found the address online; it was indeed Klicov.
Printed off the address and showed it to the homeless guy and with beer in hand he annouces "AH! Klishov!"
Bloody pronounciations.
Needless to say the next night we did the exact same thing.
( , Fri 18 Jan 2008, 2:42, Reply)
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