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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Angry Dutchman!
There wasn’t anything terribly wrong with the hotel in this story, just an incident that occurred while staying there:
After finishing college in 2006, myself and a few mates went on holiday to Spain. On the first night of getting rather inebriated we retreated back to the balcony of one of our hotel rooms. One of our number, Alex, decided it would be a good idea to vomit and urinate off of said balcony at precisely the same time as some Dutch guests at the hotel were walking by underneath. He did not know there was anyone walking under the balcony until he heard the angry shouts. Whether he managed to hit them remains a mystery as it was rather dark and they shouted back in Dutch.
Next morning we are poolside and a big tattooed Dutch chap comes over to our group, followed by 3 of his mates, and starts ranting and raving in Dutch, realising that this is probably the same guy that may or may not have been showered in a concoction of vomit and urine we decided it would be a good idea to leave the pool and surrounding area. 10 minutes later and we are back in one of the rooms and there is a knocking on the door, then a loud bang. We phoned reception to advise them that someone was trying to break into the room and waited until they told us they couldn’t see anyone on the CCTV in the corridor. We opened the door and there’s a large circular dent in the door and a fire extinguisher on the floor. We spent the rest of the week trying to avoid the Dutch guests!
( , Fri 18 Jan 2008, 4:16, 3 replies)
There wasn’t anything terribly wrong with the hotel in this story, just an incident that occurred while staying there:
After finishing college in 2006, myself and a few mates went on holiday to Spain. On the first night of getting rather inebriated we retreated back to the balcony of one of our hotel rooms. One of our number, Alex, decided it would be a good idea to vomit and urinate off of said balcony at precisely the same time as some Dutch guests at the hotel were walking by underneath. He did not know there was anyone walking under the balcony until he heard the angry shouts. Whether he managed to hit them remains a mystery as it was rather dark and they shouted back in Dutch.
Next morning we are poolside and a big tattooed Dutch chap comes over to our group, followed by 3 of his mates, and starts ranting and raving in Dutch, realising that this is probably the same guy that may or may not have been showered in a concoction of vomit and urine we decided it would be a good idea to leave the pool and surrounding area. 10 minutes later and we are back in one of the rooms and there is a knocking on the door, then a loud bang. We phoned reception to advise them that someone was trying to break into the room and waited until they told us they couldn’t see anyone on the CCTV in the corridor. We opened the door and there’s a large circular dent in the door and a fire extinguisher on the floor. We spent the rest of the week trying to avoid the Dutch guests!
( , Fri 18 Jan 2008, 4:16, 3 replies)
Hmm.
So the drunken, inconsiderate, loud and messy idiots who spoil everybody else's holidays, leading to the type of stories we're reading here, are...you guys.
Proud are we?
( , Mon 21 Jan 2008, 14:19, closed)
So the drunken, inconsiderate, loud and messy idiots who spoil everybody else's holidays, leading to the type of stories we're reading here, are...you guys.
Proud are we?
( , Mon 21 Jan 2008, 14:19, closed)
No,
Certainly not proud, it was a one off incident, needless to say we did not allow our mate back on the balcony when he was pissed again. To be fair I would have wanted to beat the shit out of him if I was the Dutch guy but it was quite scary for the rest of us when our door was nearly kicked in.
( , Mon 21 Jan 2008, 15:54, closed)
Certainly not proud, it was a one off incident, needless to say we did not allow our mate back on the balcony when he was pissed again. To be fair I would have wanted to beat the shit out of him if I was the Dutch guy but it was quite scary for the rest of us when our door was nearly kicked in.
( , Mon 21 Jan 2008, 15:54, closed)
Fair enough.
But it'd been nice to find the Dutch guy somewhere safe (populated), apologise, and buy him a drink.
Rather than avoiding him. That was a bit cowardly.
( , Mon 21 Jan 2008, 18:51, closed)
But it'd been nice to find the Dutch guy somewhere safe (populated), apologise, and buy him a drink.
Rather than avoiding him. That was a bit cowardly.
( , Mon 21 Jan 2008, 18:51, closed)
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