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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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Foot-Picker In The Exit Row
On a flight from the US to Rio, this woman decided to get...comfortable. She later ate a sandwich with the hand she used to pick at her scaly feet.
Butt What Was Your Impression Of The Room?
At a IHG brand in Tennessee where a previous left a lasting impression on the chair in the room.
Along Came A Spider
Found in a tub at a Red-based brand. The finder/ee says that it was the icing on the cake and changed hotels; it sounds like she had had a loooonng week.
Time For A “Seinfeld” Reference
It's a Poppy stain! At an airport hotel in Phoenix.
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...