
Not So Grate
What the Hell? At an airport hotel in Syracuse, courtesy of a flight attendant on a layover.
What the Hell? At an airport hotel in Syracuse, courtesy of a flight attendant on a layover.
Literally exposed by the harsh light of day: the world’s filthiest counter top at an airport Westin. It looked fine, I opened the curtains when I checked and the setting sun it it JUST right. Yech.
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