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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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This Will Wake You Up In The Morning
From a traveler in suburban Seattle who got up, put a coffee packet in the little tray, took the cellophane wrap off a mug, got some water, poured it in the coffee maker and noticed that there was a big blob of mushy creamer left over from the previous guests...
Maybe They Forgot The Bleach
A "heavenly" robe at a hotel in So Cal with several, what appear to be dookie, stains on it. I love my fucking job.
Nice View
"One of a series of photos were taken at the Princess Hotel in Georgetown, Guyana -- perhaps the worst and ugliest hotel I have ever stayed in. It bills itself as a fancy, four-star sort of place, but... the pictures do the talking.This is the view" Patrick Smith is...
Shedding
Edge of the tub. The person in here before me was shedding. The Holiday Inn downtown St. Paul. 7/4/10
Bed Spread Stains
Odd white discolorations on the bed spread. Marriott/Toronto. 3/2010
pubic hair
Hard to see but a small pile of pubic hair that I stepped in, in-between two twin beds in the Sheraton Times Square. Would not have noticed but my feet were wet from the shower. 11/2009


