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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 Hotel Phone That Might Be Missing A Few Buttons
Wakeup call? Room service? Valet? Dial 0 apparently.
A Little Wall Singe
Apparently there was a small electrical "event" at this hotel in Virginia where they thankfully closed the electric socket.
That Is One Big Bug
From a displaced business traveler who got dislocated to a suburban hotel because of a corporate snafu. "There was this GIANT bug in the bathroom light. You could see it's antenna. That's gross."
The First Time An Inanimate Object Was Out Of Order
Maybe it was freshly painted or just hanging by a screw, but "out of order" seems a little...odd. At a hotel in Orlando.
Whoops
When the curtains are put up with masking tape. One tiny pull to close them...and boom. At a suburban hotel in Orange County.
A Whole Bunch Of Something
From a family on vacation who tries to explain: "Our daughter went to open the curtains when we checked in and just happened to look up to the little enclosed area where the drapes hang. We spent the rest of our stay trying to guess what it was. My wife swears it's...