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Business travelers, recreational travelers, novice travelers, professional travelers, space travelers…they’ve all experienced at least once, the thrill of checking into a hotel room and seeing a slightly bleached but still clearly defined vomit puddle near the bathroom door. Or a speck of blood on the shower tile. Maybe the random collection of short curly hair behind the door. Possibly a Rorschach test pattern of white droplets and splatter on the sofa. Finally there’s a place to share these images without the social media stigma you might get from your children, parents or spiritual advisor who would look askance and ask “What the hell is wrong with you?” followed by “What kind of dumps do you stay in? Are you really that cheap?” At hotelnightmares.com we know that filth doesn’t operate by a star system and that nice hotels are just as likely to have a dookie stain on the bed spread as that joint your boss put you in near the New Orleans airport last week. So share, stare…we don’t care. It’s all about the ish at hotelnightmares.com
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A Room With A Fume
From a hotel near Boston Logan that has one of those million dollar views. If it was a million dollars in highly flammable petroleum products.
Little Johnny Forgot His Smokes
It's always fun to look under cushions and mattresses. Someone was sneaking some smokes at the Beverly Heritage.
Maybe It’s A Good Night To Read A Book
Hotel phones and channel changers are historic for being bacterial frappe's. You don't need a blacklight to see the crud on this one.
At Least She Had The Nads To Move!
From Flight Attendant X who found this little bugger on a box spring in Calgary and promptly refused to stay at the hotel and relocated to a MUCH cleaner joint.
It’s Quiet…Almost…Too Quiet
This is the third photo in the collection of a hotel next to a cemetary. In this case, Lake Charles, Louisiana.
A Little Chair Leakage
From a Radio consultant who knows leakage when he sees leakage. At a Hyatt brand near the Charlotte airport.


