tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post3943245031395538829..comments2023-10-21T03:54:27.354-04:00Comments on Random thoughts and Acts of Stupidity: On the road again...Shazzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02196666013653201878noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post-69387362226163500802008-09-15T20:53:00.000-04:002008-09-15T20:53:00.000-04:00My parents once found a crack needle and a pizza c...My parents once found a crack needle and a pizza crust in the hotel room they were staying in. They had a choice of being moved to another hotel for free or a free night. They chose the free night. Why would you STAY?!?Identity Mixedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06133742931286405123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post-64555448721882082692008-09-13T20:11:00.000-04:002008-09-13T20:11:00.000-04:00Worst motel story ever. Days Inn (recommended by ...Worst motel story ever. Days Inn (recommended by Walt). We booked a room in a Days Inn in Richmond, VA. There were safes in the room because of the frequent robberies. We were across from the Arthur Ashe stadium and were told there were a lot of drive by shootings. I slept in one bed with one child and doug in the other to protect them from random bullets. The website indicated they had breakfast. Doug went down to ask for coffee and the dude in the office heated up the stuff leftover in the pot - at least one day old.neetzyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08328078244870157157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post-31957465650871160662008-09-12T17:56:00.000-04:002008-09-12T17:56:00.000-04:00I can empathize. I got the creeps one night at thi...I can empathize. I got the creeps one night at this hotel in SF. There must have been a curry cooking factory in there five minutes before we checked in and all the marks on the walls were tell-tale signs of a high volume of occupants. I think it was used as some sort of torture chamber in an illicit video. The fact that some prostitute-drug addict banged on the door at 5 a.m. didn't help my night's 'rest' at all. One piece of advice: do not bring a black light with you when you travel. I need to take a shower now after thinking about it.Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05925469572139565448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post-49160050291371338692008-09-12T17:48:00.000-04:002008-09-12T17:48:00.000-04:00Narsty Ick.<I>Narsty</I> Ick.Middle Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12334580430376973159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post-45600686370397907142008-09-12T14:55:00.000-04:002008-09-12T14:55:00.000-04:00Just...ew.Just...ew.Kari Hultmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01224053263659415329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post-455069218755435342008-09-12T08:54:00.000-04:002008-09-12T08:54:00.000-04:00Damn! I can't play You Tube at work, Shazza.What y...Damn! I can't play You Tube at work, Shazza.<BR/>What you really need to do is move to a country that's so tiny that hotels aren't needed.<BR/><BR/>And EW! That goes for you, too, Vic.<BR/><BR/>I can travel clear across England and half of Wales to attend a meeting in Cardiff and still get home in time for tea.<BR/>We do apparently have hotels but they're only for tourists or people having affairs.divehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12938980502783421961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34703527.post-2086435358479108972008-09-11T22:55:00.000-04:002008-09-11T22:55:00.000-04:00Oh you poor thing! I feel for ya'. I did way too...Oh you poor thing! I feel for ya'. I did way too much traveling for education when I was with Fedex. I usually stayed in nice hotels and still do with my current job. The worst hotel ever was one in Portland. I got in really late, didn't have a reservation anywhere, I was tired, irritable(you know the drill) and past hungry. I get the key, walk down the hall past someone's used condom, open the door, the smell - OH MY GOD!, the bathroom had a metal, rusted shower insert, the sheets were stained. I rolled up my jacket for a pillow and slept between the blanket and the bedspread. Left the next morning without a shower. Nasty, nasty!!!Vic Hubbardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11384910972484732321noreply@blogger.com