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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Dead dogs ...There was the hotel in Egypt. We should have known it wasn't the "popular" place to go when the coach dropped us (and only us) off after visiting every other (very popular) hotel in the vicinity. They first put us directly above the kitchen, which opened at about 5 in the morning to lots of clattering and banging. The room they moved us to was quieter, but still had walls covered in squished mosquitoes. The pool was suspiciously green, and the bar frequented by strange, gay men from Liverpool, trying to pull the waiters. The hotel was a mile or so from the Pyramids, and the main desert road from Giza to Alexandria passed close by. The hotel sign on this road had the corpse of a dog huddled at its base.
None of this would have been *quite* so bad if it hadn't been our honeymoon.
Length? 16 years in October.
(, Sun 20 Jan 2008, 17:35, 1 reply)
Unlucky!But a good 16 yrs on i'm sure the painful memories have faded for you! Kudos to you!
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