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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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Unidentifiable Wall Refuse
From a flight attendant at a non-IHG, non-Bonvoy, non-Ramada, non-Hilton, non-Hyatt chain, but still a chain (figure it out) in central Illinois Not sure what this is or why it was there. In room between dresser and refrigerator stand behind a lamp. Not sure if it is...
Bed Skirt DNA
As Flight Attendant X says, if it's white, someone had a fun night. At a Hilton brand in Toronto during a winter storm.
A Phone That Got Lost In Transition
Spotted at a hotel in Albany that switched to a new brand but they haven't gotten around to changing the phones.
Smoke Defective
Contributed by a guest at a chain motel in the Upper Midwest. Originally she thought it was some artwork that someone had drawn on the smoke detector. Nope. Leaking battery acid.
Funky Phones In El Paso (soon to be the name of an Alt band)
From a flight attendant on layover: True story. Last night/this morn there was a loud party somewhere on our floor. When I finally got tired of being woken up time and again I called front desk about 3 am to complain. This phone had an ODOR to it, a HORRIBLE odor like...
Now We Know What’s Under The Cottage Cheese Ceiling
From an airport hotel in the Northeast.