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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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Someone Had A Fun Night
Not sure how it ended up on a cushion at an airport hotel in Minneapolis, but someone had a happy ending before scheduling their wakeup call.
Brown + Bed Cover = Nightmare
Some kind of brown splatter at a La Quinta, submitted by an airline employee between flights.
A Hotel Ho
From a flight attendant on layover.
Hair
So my client asked me this morning, "How's the hotel? Not going to show up on that Facebook thing you do, is it?" I said no, that it's great and moderately swanky. I just moved my pillow and the bed spread is covered with 1-2 inch semi curly dark head hair. Not mine....
Rorsarch Tryst
I call this Rorsarch Tryst. I see....a sad clown on a sunny day...a squirrel with a basket heading to market...my mom....President Woodrow Wilson...my mom...and the guy who played "Rick" on Magnum PI. You? A Holiday Inn in Ottawa.
White Spot
To paraphrase William H. Macy's character from "Wag The Dog": I know there are three things to be true - there is no such thing as good flan, there is no war in Albania, and there is never such a thing as a good white crusty spot next to a hotel bed. To this, Marky...