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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Honesty is the Best PolicyFor my brother's stag do, we stayed in a B&B / hotel in the Kensington area of London. I won't name it, but it's not just somewhere at random - it does have its own little mark on the map in the pocket A-Z guide and we booked in advance.
It looked a bit shoddy inside. Then we were handed the keys to the rooms. Each had a big brass plate attached, with the room number scrawled on a piece of paper and stuck on one end with sellotape wrapped round and round. A friend of my brother got a basement-level room. The piece of paper taped around the end of his key fob had the room number on one side and the words 'SHiT HolE' on the other. And this was the key he'd just been handed by the manager.
It turns out that the room was actually a bit of a shit hole, so we decided he didn't really have grounds for complaint.
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joefish It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks, Sun 20 Jan 2008, 0:39,
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