A reminder that filth can migrate to places like cineplexes: “Going to see Marry Poppins. I picked the lucky seat. Filled with URINE(someone else’s). Didn’t see it in the dark(pic taken with flash). And, now I am in a different seat with wet yoga pants and 10 toilet seat covers[…]
From a flight attendant on layover in Texas where she stumbled on a spray pattern of puke on the wall next to the toilet.
Found in a tub at a Red-based brand. The finder/ee says that it was the icing on the cake and changed hotels; it sounds like she had had a loooonng week.
From a traveler in Albany who stayed at a hotel that’s “in transition” to a new brand. Let’s see what we have: a pencil, crumbs and a crime scene – the trifecta.
From a traveler who was walking out to their rental car in Detroit and saw the hotel shuttle pull up, a passenger stepped out and while waiting for their bag, inexplicably hurled on the pavement. Thanks to the temps, it was immortalized and still there the next morning.
Any other city, there could be some reasonable explanations for crusty material that pooled around the drain in the bath tub.
From a radio industry professional on vacation at a major brand hotel in Tribeca, NY. Even when he posted the shot of this towel to his Facebook account, the question is undecided. Face towels, generally, blood. Bath towels, usually dookie. Editorial opinion.
From a traveler in suburban Seattle who got up, put a coffee packet in the little tray, took the cellophane wrap off a mug, got some water, poured it in the coffee maker and noticed that there was a big blob of mushy creamer left over from the previous guests[…]
From a casino hotel near Reno where a guest took a break trying to stumble back to their room and caught their breath on a chair in the lobby. They then stood up, turned around, puked all over this chair and then headed off to their room as if nothing[…]
From an international traveler at a hotel in Niagara Falls. The submitter was impressed by the “volume and trajectory” of the projectile-er.