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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Inspired by Crackhouse's Kiev story...St Petersburg, spring 1994. I don't have any particular story to tell: instead, I've just been reminded of the obvious Mafiosi (Mafioski?) in the lobby, the cards advertising prostitutes pushed under the door every couple of hours, and the guy who seemed to spend all day going up and down in the lift. With a snake around his neck.
Gangster capitalism, eh? Gotta love it.
Oh, yes: also, the Hotel Ismailovo in Moscow didn't take guests on the 13th floor because that had been the KGB floor. Very eerie.
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Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 12:36,
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