What was your worst hotel room? Hopefully funny in hindsight.

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Mine, January 2005, riding back to Ohio after a week of riding based out of Salton City, California.

Gallup New Mexico.
$19.95.
Some interesting characters here but feels reasonably safe. Right
I pays my money take the key and turn to exit the office “uh wait.”
Ok, I turn back towards the counter and I am greeted with a towel and a roll of toilet paper. Whoa! That’s a first.
I see the room and I wish I had my sleeping bag. Anyway I am exhausted. I get cold easily. I crank the heat to rest and recover. And I crank the heat to the max.
What’s on tv to relax. The most bizarre Danny Glover movie, Switchback.
A couple hours of that movie and I am wigged out. I mean really wigged out beyond.
So I take a walk.
I feel kinda strange. Women and children are crossing the street to avoid me. Strange.
After maybe 15 or 20 minutes walking I enter my room.
Holy mother of death, the place is loaded with unburned gas.
So at about 3 hours after checking in I casually walk into the office hand them the key, and the towel, and the toilet paper, and check out like everything this is ordinary other than it’s midnight.
With my Concours 10 all loaded up for the next segment of the journey we proceed a half mile down the road to a Best Western.
 
A Shilo Inn in east Boise. On my way to a Westoc in CO.
Should have been an ok motel, but it was is some sort of transition. Looked a little dirty.
Dead tired and just want to get some sleep. Something I ate was rushing thru me at about midnight..........

The dang toilet is already plugged and I need to utilize it features ...... many times during the night.
I was starting to feel sorry for the maid who had to deal with this.....
Floors were dirty and it looked like a room that didn't get cleaned when I looked around the next morning.
Took a fast shower and packed up quickly and headed out. Didn't want to think about the sheets......

Complained heavily at the front desk the next morning ...... they lowered the rate to less than half. I was still pissed the toilet was plugged .... :well1:
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Well, it's a toss up, but 4 come to mind right away.

There's the Holiday Inn in Milford, Connecticut when we were headed to Florida with the dirty socks in the corner behind the arm chair and the leftover chicken bones from a full roaster chicken under the bed. It was either someone hungry or there was a voodoo session in there previously. We had stopped there late, dead tired, cranky kids, not knowing what was around. (Pre-GPS) Wife said take this exit and find whatever comes first. The next morning we got on the interstate and the next exit down had a Hampton Inn you could see from the road. Had we only known....

Or the one in Charlottetown, PEI that someone let off a fire extinguisher in the hall overnight and woke up to everything in the room (and every room on that floor) covered in white powder due to the air handling system. Look Ma, it snowed indoors.

One anniversary we stayed one night at a place in Alma, NB that had a 240v forced air heater cut into the wall. We figured out why when we closed the door and there was a 2-3" gap under the door that sloped up to the door on the other side. We stuffed the bedspread under the door to help with the draft. (It was late Sept and cold) The fan rattled something awful though so it wasn't a great night. The shower stall was so small you had to step put of it to turn around to rinse the front and back of you. The next night we stayed in another place right next door.

The best may have been the resort town of St. Andrews, NB that I was in for work. Had a late check-in as it was going to be well after midnight when I arrived. Got there about 1am and the sign said after hours go down to the corner (this was before cell phones) and use the payphone to call a number and a desk person would come from their house to check you in. Luckily they heard me rattling the door as they were just leaving. I got checked in, got my key and asked for a wake-up call at 5am. He said yup, room 110 for 5am. Room 110? I had keys for room 122. He said "oh no, that's a room with a young lady in it, and she has a very large dog." I got the right keys and went to my room, dead tired. The room was supposed to be historic decorated, which I think meant stuff found at the dump. The room smelled of stale cigarettes, the shag carpet crunched when you walked on it (like it was shampooed and dried stiff) and there were dead bugs in the sink and bathtub. It did have it's own soap and toilet paper though. ;)
 
I thought I had a story or two, but after reading the above............. I realize I've really nothing to complain about.

We tend to stay in Best Western hotels and we always get an e QM survey to fill out. It doesn't matter what you put in the survey, if you comment on something you get a form response letter apologizing for the not meeting your expectations and they promise to do better if you just give them a chance next time you're in the area.

I joke to my spouse that I should tell them I found a severed head in the bathtub just to see what they say in what seems to be an auto generated form response. "Best Western is committed to serving you and making your stay in our hotel a pleasant one. We regret your recent experience with {{insert issue}} the severed head, but hope that during your next visit to {{insert city}} Amityville you give us an opportunity to meet or exceed your expectations."
 
I was a corporate manager/trouble shooter for a national franchise pet store chain. I was the guy you didn't want to see when you owned a store, the guy that got stores built in malls, and on occasion, trained new owners. So I stayed in some really nice places, and on occasion, some places that made my skin crawl.
The one that really stood out though, was in Peoria Il.
It had one of those "Magic Finger" vibrating beds. You put in 75cents and the bed shook for a few minutes. Only 1 finger worked...
The TV got one channel, and it was in Japanese. You haven't lived until you've seen Big Jake in the original Japanese...
The roaches decided they didn't like living in the set when it was turned on; however under the blankets when I turned off the lights was jussst fine.
I screamed like a little girl...
 
Diplomat Motel, Nanaimo, British Columbia, about six years back. Had been on Vancouver Island for a few days, heading back to Vancouver for the night, strong winds, ferries closed until the next morning, holiday weekend, most accommodation was booked, vacancy at the Diplomat, checked-in. Untidy room, musty, dusty, thread bare carpet, broken tiles in bathroom. And reckoned I could just see a faded CSI chalk outline of a body on the carpet. Won't stay there again.

The next weekend stayed at the best Motel at Seven Bays, best rates, best hosts, best meals, best beers. Hope to stay there again.
 
Late one evening I was too tired to keep going and found a motel that wasn't too bad looking outside of Sacramento, CA. I woke up in the night as I needed to use the restroom and turned on the light and when the light went on as I got up it looked like the carpet was moving which freaked me out. The carpet was covered with thousands of cockroaches who got spooked when the light came on. Needless to say I got out of there quick.
 
We were down in the bay area of California for a Star Trek fan group meet up. It was 1996. I grew up in Hayward, so the area was familiar. Near Tennyson road, and Mission Blvd. there used to be a motel called "The Matador" A real no tell motel kind of place. My mom and her married boyfriend used to spend a lot of nights there...
So, the hotel we had planned to stay in, had a fire, and we had to find a place fast. I headed for The Matador...
We get there and the night guy tells me they have no vacancies; just as they take a corpse out of a room...
My wife, whom I love more than life itself, pointed at the guy being loaded into the ambulance... "What about his room?"
The look on the desk clerks face was... Well you had to be there.
 
1987, family road trip to the Gold Coast. Helen, no. 1 son (only child at the time) and me in one car, Helen's sister, husband and daughter in other car. Booked in at Tattersalls Hotel in Armidale NSW. Booked a family suite, two bedrooms with an ensuite - all for AU$27:00 bed and breakfast. Sounds good, aye?

Check in, go to room, no water in ensuite, downstairs to reception, told oh yeah, we're doing renovations, there are shared facilities across the corridor. We are the only guests, so sounds okay. Still sounding good? I'll continue.

After our dinner a few drinks we retire to our room, all go to bed early (early start next day, another 500km drive), only to be kept awake by the music coming from the floor below - we were above the disco - that fortunately finished at midnight.

Breakfast was fresh fruit, cereal, eggs & bacon, pretty good for $27:00. Now 36 years on, I'm still not allowed to book accommodation in country hotels.

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Da Bear said:
We get there and the night guy tells me they have no vacancies; just as they take a corpse out of a room... My wife, whom I love more than life itself, pointed at the guy being loaded into the ambulance... "What about his room?" The look on the desk clerks face was... Well you had to be there.
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I think I remember reading about this. Was his head in found in the bathtub?
 
We were in Prince Rupert and booked passage on the ferry to Port Hardy, next book a room in Port Hardy for our 11:00 pm arrival. No luck at all the top rated places we got a room at a motel about 15 minutes from the port. When we arrived the lobby was filled with seniors and handicapped with walkers and wheelchair, it turned out that a large number of rooms were used for social housing. We felt sorry for these folks because they seemed lonely and bored, basically warehoused in an old and out of the way motel.
The room was very basic, bed linen was clean, bathroom was clean, our ground floor room had curtains that didn’t quite meet in the middle so Cherie felt a little uneasy. The stay was ok and we were out of there before 8:00 am. I guess we experienced social housing for one night, it wasn’t terrible but very sad.
 
No really bad ones, just a few that the parties continued until about 4:00 a.m.

I once went to the Dallas Supercross. I had my then five year-old daughter with me so I wanted a hotel within close walking distance of the stadium. It was a decent chain hotel, so it was fine. At about 9:00 p.m., the power went out. No problem, we'll just wait it out. It never got fixed. It still wasn't a big problem because the weather was good and we had a couple flashlights. The worse part was that the water heaters were electric, so we had to take cold showers in the morning. It turned out to be a blown transformer and no fault of the hotel. They gave us a certificate for a free night's stay, so we used it the following year while visiting Six Flags.
 
Stayed at motel on our honeymoon that the room was above bar and listened to piano till about 2 in the morning. He sounded like player on Saturday Night Live. Yes that is my home town too. Room was ok though
Stopped again on the way back and got the same room. Asked for a different room that was next to maids storage which woke us up at 7 to crashing in it, the room was ok too except for noise.
Also stayed at motel in Rapid City, looked good on internet, when we got there we were told it was very safe because it was across the street from police station. When we walked to fast food down the road the vacant street should have been a clue. Then found hole above shower rod that gave us the creeps.
Found nicer place elsewhere. When we went back to show them they responded that they thought we found panties under the bed. The hole was a screw hole and if we had stuck finger in it we would realize it. Never have stuck finger in hole when I can't see the bottom of it.
In Ashville woke up to moisture ant covering table next to bed and our clothes. We were own 3rd floor, they didn't seem to care much, didn't really want to hear about it.
No cock roaches though!
 
Da Bear said:
We were down in the bay area of California for a Star Trek fan group meet up. It was 1996. I grew up in Hayward, so the area was familiar. Near Tennyson road, and Mission Blvd. there used to be a motel called "The Matador" A real no tell motel kind of place. My mom and her married boyfriend used to spend a lot of nights there...
So, the hotel we had planned to stay in, had a fire, and we had to find a place fast. I headed for The Matador...
We get there and the night guy tells me they have no vacancies; just as they take a corpse out of a room...
My wife, whom I love more than life itself, pointed at the guy being loaded into the ambulance... "What about his room?"
The look on the desk clerks face was... Well you had to be there.
Click to expand...
I live not far from there. - I remember driving by The Matador.
 
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