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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Cyprus and our guestsMy boyfriend and I tootled off in October for our first holiday together. Everything was wonderful, the apartment clean, the sun warm, the pool splashy, the food good and the holiday romantic.
However to keep us on our toes the land of the insects decided they'd come visit.
Every morning at half seven I would be woken without fail by a strange red buzzing fly. He would boink off our window and fly away happy that his job as an alarm was going well.
Then there was the tiny green beetle who would pop out of a crach in the bathroom to say hello everytime I went for a pee, and happily crawl back in when I left the room.
Or the little ant who perhaps fancied himself a plumber and investigated the shower with great gusto.
Or the leaf shaped one who felt that he had never had a comfier bed than our curtains.
Or the centipede who came doddling in, and was prompty thrown down the stairs, only to appear tearing across our floor determined to atleast reach the chair as I was telling my sister about his first visit.
Not to mention the wasp who thought he was a dog and pretended to play dead when we caught him in a glass on the floor. Upon lifting it off, up he got and crawled about only to be removed by my mister.
It was very thoughtful of them all to visit and check in on us like that. So Cyprus... Even the insects are friendly to you.
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vix0r was not Matthew on, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 1:39,
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