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Worst hotel you've stayed in?

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No.

just No.:|



Thats what she said...B|


Only until that stuff kicked in.[:/]



Shhh, just go with it... don't fight it.

Sign this agreement to have consentual sex please.


Please don't start that shit again. :P


Cut that shit out, you started it last time... don't start it again!
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The Best Western in Perris used to be so-so to kinda-bad. Heard some had some bad experiences there at one of the JFTC events years back and that's why it doesn't (or at least didn't for awhile... haven't checked lately... appeared on Perris' web-site of local lodgings). Not sure how it is now since it switched over to being a Holiday Inn... I think?

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I remember the Twilite. Not so hot. I remember when the Twilight was booked and Jeff had a different hotel. He kept getting woken up by people in the night wanting drugs!


I remember one motel I stayed at - the AC was broken - not such a big deal it was fall - but I remember the bathroom door was not attached - I was staying with a male friend and I remembered having to pick up the door and kinda lean it against the entranceway to have some privacy :-)

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Key Inn Suites + Hotel - Tustin, CA

Let me state that we had been driving from Vegas that morning and we're TIRED at 11pm after visiting a friend in Tustin, he suggested this place from his assistant....we were not in a position to check out many options.

First clue should have been handling our transaction to get a room thru bullet-proof glass. :o

They have 2 buildings apparently joined after a takeover, 1 building has suites and the other is a shitty row of motel rooms.

Next clue should have been garbage cans located only OUTside the room, huh? We slept in our clothes and I chose not to spend any more time there than necessary, got up and RAN the Hell out of there!!

Wasn't even cheap, damn it all!!!

The only plus side was that our car with 'just married' written on it was not broken into. Thanks for sparing our car and not giving bedbugs a ride home with us. [:/]

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I don't remember the name of it. Cuidad Bolivar, Venezuela. It was on the main street in town. We were there in November and it was still 105 degrees at night. No AC, a plastic trash can mounted up high in a corner for shower water, mattresses that looked like they came out of a prison after 50 years of use, no bedding. It had an open veranda area for fresh air, but everyone down there drives 1970's big gas guzzlers. The exhaust was brutal all night. We did two nights there waiting for a flight. Oh, yeah, the cockroaches were the size of lobsters.:P And the skeeters could bite through steel.B|

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Sahara hotel in vegas. first room, dripping tub, rusted faucets filthy carpets broken furniture.. second room, broken shower, tub full and won't drain, i think another problem as well. 3rd room they put us in a celebrity suite, .. at least it was cleaner, but still disgusting. I've stayed in hole in the wall motels that were in better condition than sahara.
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When I was on the street as a kid, I slept in dumpsters,(many times) everything since then , has been an improvement!B|




Not to be mean, but why would you sleep in a dumpster? I mean, what's wrong with sleeping just next to the dumpster or on the ground for that matter.

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A year or two ago a group of friends and I were on a road trip and staying in a cheap hotel. We always booked an extra room to play drinking games in/make a mess of. So we go into the extra room and start moving the beds out of the way to set up a beer pong table. On the under side of one of the mattresses was a red stain the size of a body. I'm still convinced someone was murdered in that room...
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Drumheller, Alberta - wow, what a dive,

And that rat-hole I stayed in from time to time in Grand Bend, Ontario, with the screaming drunk bitch at 3am banging on my door (she had the wrong room), then the water pouring in thru the ceiling from the room above while I was trying to eat my breakfast.

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When I was on the street as a kid, I slept in dumpsters,(many times) everything since then , has been an improvement!B|



Not to be mean, but why would you sleep in a dumpster? I mean, what's wrong with sleeping just next to the dumpster or on the ground for that matter.


I'll venture a guess:
- a dumpster is better at keeping the rain off you.
- a dumpster is warmer inside.
- trash in a dumpster, though smelly, is softer to sleep on than hard pavement
- a dumpster sometimes contains a few barely-edible food scraps to help keep oneself alive.
- the inside of a dumpster is better at hiding you while you sleep to keep degenerates from attacking you and cops from hassling you than the hard ground outside is.

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I'd have to say it was the Le Grand in Paris (not the current Intercontinental Le Grand!). When I was there in the late 70's, even the "Europe on $15 a day" called it a "faded rose."

I was there with two acquaintances; the room we got had a combination of threadbare carpet and old linoleum. 1 beds -- a double (the other girls were sisters, so they got that) and a single. But not just any old single -- this one only had about 3 slats, with the mattress sagging between them. I arranged my waist on one slat and my head on another.

The bathroom was down the hall, of course. No seat on the toilet, and its last flushing had not been recent. We just peed in the bidet that we fortunately did have in our room. Obviously either there wasn't a place for a shower, or we just didn't take one -- I don't remember. But I'll never forget that room.

The next night I found the campground -- another story!

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Hmmm... Definitely some worse stories than me! Ended up waking up to critters crawling out of my ear... Turned the lights on and bugs/fleas were everywhere. :S

Left the room in the middle of the night and went to an all night cafe... Luckily, I folded up the drapes to capture the little critters... I went back in the morning to show the owner-to my surprise, he didn't argue, he gave me my money back and apologised profusely. Note this was not the same guy who first came to check out the problem and pretend to spray a bit of pesticide in the room-this was the owner. That guy looked me up and down and practically accused me of carrying the bugs in myself!! >:(

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Not the worst but the most interesting.

We got a rather expensive car for my dad in Miami and were driving it to Los Angeles. Got as far as Orlando and decided to stay at one of the nicer hotels with a nice parking structure so the car would be safe. Go up to our room, go to bed hoping to get some sleep for the long drive to Houston the next day, and then it starts. First we hear loud techo music in the room next door and then two dudes having loud pornstar sex with a hooker. After about ten minutes of this, our wall resonating to sounds of banging, both electronic and organic I call reception to tell them about the noise.

We hear a phone ring in the next room, the sex stops, the phone is answered, the techno music is turned off. Silence. And the sex starts again, this time louder as there is no music to drown it out. Our bed begins to vibrate to the sounds next door. It builds to a crescendo, the lady turns on her best fake orgasm noises (thats how we knew she was a hooker, as she turned it on the moment it was needed and off the moment after) the guys finish, highfive (we heard) and the hooker leaves right after. Silence interrupted by two dudes mumbling about their sexcapade.

By that time its 2:30 in the morning and we have to get up at seven.

In the morning when we retold this to the lady checking us out she comped us our breakfast.
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I don't remember the names of the worst, nor do I want to. :S But most of them were small independent local motels. After the first time, you LEARN to NEVER walk barefoot on the carpets. They NEVER shampoo-clean them. B| This is even true for most major older chains, and Days Inn is usually one of the worst. It seems like every single Days Inn I've ever stayed in, was managed by an Indian family (from India). Just like in the slums of India, the Days Inns in most smallish cities aren't a whole lot better. :|



Yeah same here. The room we got at some roach motel down in Galveston had the beds stacked on top of each other like they were in the process of cleaning it. I wanted to bring the manager in and go "WTF is wrong with this picture" and get another room or haggle a discount, preferably one facing the beach but my friends said screw it and put em back normal. :/

I slept in worse spots overseas tho. Luckily for free. Hard to sleep the first few nights after the briefing on spiders n shit.
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I had an exchange student named Matthias (not you) in high school, he was a a loser and I tricked him into "coming out of the closet" even though he was not gay. Haha. Memories. This thread reminds me of an apartment I had in college. The elevator caught on fire. Drug dealers asked me if I needed any "doses" when I walked home at night. There were shootings at night. I got hit by a car one time walking home and they left me in the bushes. The SWAT team came to get my neighbor who was running around the building with a shotgun when my parents were visiting. Good times. As far as hotels, I stayed in a place in the Nevada desert where the roof was falling in, there were bugs in the room and it was $20 per night. Some rooms were closed because the roof had collapsed. The TV remote was wired to a table. You get what you pay for. I got a ticket in that little town. It was funny. They lower it to 30 on a 3 lane highway to raise money with speeding tickets. A ticket for 35 in a 30 mph is gay. Just a few minutes before that I was going 120. The car would not go any faster. Avoid Tonapah, Nevada if you can. The state troopers suck. If no one is getting shot it is not that bad of a hotel

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First clue should have been handling our transaction to get a room thru bullet-proof glass. :o

:DThat's always a red flag.:D

This is a great thread. I've traveled a bit, and stayed at a few dingy places, but never had bed bugs or cockroaches yet.

However, I seem to always get the room under the early morning "stomp-walkers", people who pace back and forth with feet like cinder blocks, thump-thump-thump while I'm trying to sleep. :S Jeez, learn to tip-toe a little, would ya?:P

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One of two.
First was family trip with cheap-ass stepdad who didn't believe in intelligent planning when I was 12. He was also in a habit of A: trying to go to as many free places as possible and B: Taking the kids to places that served his obsessions regardless of whether kids would actually like that sort of thing. So we went to see Amish, civil war paintings and battlefields and other boring shit. After arriving in Toronto and discovering that hotels actually cost money he finally found one whose price was to his liking. Nice, family place. The room stank of sex, had menstrual stains on the mattresses and mirrors on the ceiling. Best part is, like a true religious freak he was convinced he had successfully kept us kids totally ignorant of all matters sexual, so us kids were simultaneously gagging on the smell while laughing our asses off at the obvious nature and purpose of the place, and enjoying watching the stepdad freak out about the fact that somehow despite his best efforts we totally understood what went on in this room.

Second worst had to be an expat hotel I stayed at once in Angeles City near Clark airbase in the Philippines. Place was clean and dry, good service, no bugs. What earns it a spot in the "worst" list was the shower. Demand water heaters are popular there. At this place I encountered a type built into the showerhead itself. So I look and theres an ungrounded 2-wire 220V power cord emerging from the showerhead with bare wires stuck into an outlet, said outlet located IN the shower next to the showerhead. I turned on the water while standing outside the shower and saw blue sparks zapping around inside the showerhead. Needless to say I unplugged it.
I'd love to know what electrical genius thought it'd be a good idea to put an outlet in the shower, and combine a 220 volt heater with a plumbing fixture that leaks and sprays water... Kind of a do-it-yourself electrocution booth.
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The worst hotel I ever stayed in, was in a West Texas town. I arrived late at night and every other hotel and motel was full-up. I was in town for a rodeo and finally, found a hotel with the 'vacancy' sign still lit. I checked-in and went to the room. It was late fall and fairly chilly. The first thing I noticed was the bathroom window was wide open and the night wind had the curtains blowing due West! I closed the window and shortly after, smelled natural gas. I ignored it and went to bed. The sheets were like cheese cloth and the one blanket was for a twin bed and this one was a full-sized bed. I couldn't handle the smell of gas any more so, I went down to the desk and told the night clerk about my concerns in regard to the gas. He informed me that, that was why the bathroom window was open. I told him I wasn't staying there and was leaving. After a bit of haggling, he gave me a full refund. I went to my pick-up, un-rolled my bedroll and slept in the bed of my truck. Probably what I should've done in the first place!


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