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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 Headboard High Five
From a flight attendant with an anonymous airline on a layover. There are many possibilities about how it got there, but as with Trivial Pursuit, your first guess is probably the right one.
That Is One Jacked Up Lamp
At an airport hotel near Baltimore, the photo hardly does it justice. The faux wood base is falling off in chunks and the lampshare has stains and holes and even a slash.
Don’t Look Up…We Warned You
From a flight attendant at a Radisson: I was walking to go warm my food up in communal lobby microwave because we get no micros in rooms. I felt something drip onto the hand I was holding my food in. I looked up and saw this.
Peek A Boo
From a flight attendant stuck in a La Quinta: Peek~a~Boo! Cigarette burn in the shower curtain. Bad enough their shower curtains look like they got a good deal on 600 million extra yards of circus tent material. Holes in them creep me out.
Housekeeping Whoops
At a Sheraton at the Pittsburgh Airport. It appears they missed something.
There’s Some Sour Cream On My Hair
The day started with "Brian K's" credit card getting slammed through a security breach at Target, he was bumped from his flight and with only some ATM cash had to book his hotel room in Nashville using points. So, when he finally got in 6 hours late, all he wanted was...