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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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Air conditioning in England? Oh no, we have windows for ventilation...
The hotel itself was fine. Me and the sweary other half, plus family, were at a wedding a few years ago. We’d managed to book rooms in the hotel / pub that the reception was being held in, and were delighted when we arrived and saw the place. Rustic, olde-worlde stone building, exposed oak beams, roaring fires dotted around – a picture of rustic Englishness if ever there was one. A quick unpack, shower and it was down for dinner and a few points in the bar. Our room was nicely appointed, if a little twee and floral for my tastes.

There were two major drawbacks to our stay. The day of the wedding was probably the hottest day of the year, about 35 degrees centigrade in the shade, and there I was in a purple (yes purple) cashmere suit (lovely it was – hand made in Hong Kong. Still got it). After about 5 minutes the sweat was pooling down my legs and into my shoes, and I couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel to get showered and changed.

Drawback number two, it transpired, was the fact that the windows in our room would only open a tiny way, which meant it was impossible to get any meaningful ventilation. Add to that the fact that our room was situated directly above the hotel kitchens, and you begin to get an idea as to the furnace like properties our (south facing – did I mention that?) room was beginning to take on. The full impact became evident as I unsuccessfully attempted to dry myself off in the bathroom – I just couldn’t. I had no option but to get changed whilst still damp, and hope that I would eventually get so drunk I just wouldn’t notice / care anymore.

Sleep was impossible, and I lay there all night feeling as though I’d pissed the bed as the warm, wet sheets squelched beneath me.
(, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 16:28, Reply)

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