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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Not at a hotel,but this happened at a restaurant the morning after staying at a hotel, so, close enough.
Being late risers, the SO and I dragged into a small-town restaurant around 10:30 for breakfast. In the small-town Midwestern (USA) tradition, the place offered an all-you-can-eat "early-bird special" lunch buffet.
As the SO and I ate breakfast, I noticed at the next table an elderly and very petite woman who was consuming amazing quantities of food (fried chicken, mostly). After watching this woman return from her third trip to the buffet table, I leaned towards the SO and said quietly, "Have you noticed how much food that old lady has been packing away?"
I had barely finished the sentence before a loud "UUUUUURRRRP" made us both look up, just in time to see the woman spewing copious amounts of vomit. Even Mr. Creosote would have been stunned at the sheer volume of it. The SO and I both jumped out of the way; the eruption came very near, but didn't actually hit us, except for a small spot that splashed onto the side of my shoe.
The smell filled the restaurant almost immediately. At this point, the SO and I were both struggling to not have a "sympathy puke". Green-faced, I went to the cashier to pay our bill. The manager, who didn't look too healthy himself, said "No charge. Just go."
(FWIW, this happened on the same trip as the previously-mentioned "Angry Chicken Incident")
Length? About 8 feet, including the splash.
(, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 17:49, Reply)
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