Hotel SplendidoEnzyme writes, "what about awful hotels, B&Bs, or friends' houses where you've had no choice but to stay the night?"
What, the place in Oxford that had the mattresses encased in plastic (crinkly noises all night), the place in Blackpool where the night manager would drum to the music on his ipod on the corridor walls as he did his rounds, or the place in Lancaster where the two single beds(!) collapsed through metal fatigue?
Add your crappy hotel experiences to our list.
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chthonic, Thu 17 Jan 2008, 16:05)
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Did something similarMrs Lardy took me to The 'Dam for my birthday too, we were expecting a wild night too. We'd been warned about the space brownies, so shared one of those, but nobody mentioned abything about the pre-rolled joints. Thinking the brownie wasn't doing anything we consumed about a third each of the joint and thought we'd better leave the coffee shop when Mrs. Lardy started talking to the goldfish. We just managed to get back to the hotel (after three enourmous laps of the RLD), where I suffered a serious paranoid episode, causing me to jump out of bed every 30 minutes panicking and shouting until 5am. We'd gone to bed by 9:30. So much for the wild sexy weekend away from the kids.
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