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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Houston Texas, last weekNormal business hotel booked so ended up staying in motel-type affair right next to the autoroute. I should have realised it would be bad when I walked in to see a patently mad woman in reception with a huge panic button on the desk. Room was so noisy it might as well have been between lanes on the road.
Woken in the night by the sound of a helicopter hovering overhead, searchlight playing over the hotel, flashing blue lights, loudspeaker ordering the hunted murderer to come out with his hands up. Propositioned by whore on way to breakfast in the morning. Breakfast consists of wwhatever you can get out of the vending machine with the option of heating it to the melting point of steel in the microwave. Ugh.
(, Fri 18 Jan 2008, 20:47, Reply)
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