
Luckily The Snacks Are Protected. We Think.
A daring traveler chose to go where no one has dared go before…and look on top of the vending machine on the floor at his Wichita hotel. That’s a whole mess ‘o mess.
A daring traveler chose to go where no one has dared go before…and look on top of the vending machine on the floor at his Wichita hotel. That’s a whole mess ‘o mess.
A pube from a previous (shedding) guest at an airport hotel in Atlanta.
From a worker in Las Vegas for two months, at an off-strip “extended stay”
motel.
Not scary but just ODD. At a “inn and suites” brand.
From a major hotel chain’s hallmark property in NYC where the room full of Asian tourists in the next room were smoking so much, that it didn’t just pollute the hallway, it came through the vent into another guests’ room:
“It was thick. I took the towel, put it over the grate and then sprayed it with a travel-size “clothing unwrinkler” to give it a strong scent to filter it even more. It worked.”
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