The Hilton Lauderdale, submitted by a travel industry friend: I found all sorts of treasures under my bed last night: Wadded up gum wrappers, pistachio shells, and what appears to be a (POOP)stain on the carpeting. It was like sleeping on top of a dumpster. I was just waiting for a raccoon to poke its head out.
It wasn’t a bad travel day but I missed an exit and spent 45 minutes trying to get turned around in downtown Dallas, so i was ready to sit down and munch and watch some basketball at the bar. “Nachos with Maria’s fresh homemade salsa” sounded like a good starter. I got a cereal bowl full of Tostitos and a jar of mild watery Pace in a gravy server. A Holiday Inn in Dallas
Our first room service pic. From Flight Attendant X who flies for a major airline and had this “bacon” delivered to her as breakfast. It looks like something from the Abrasion Room at a leper colony.
Drink list from Drai’s rooftop bar, W Hotel – Hollywood. (I bought two of each and charged it to the douchebag on the chaise to my right)
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