Discussion in 'Travel' started by HaShev, Jan 18, 2018.
When I found a bag of powdery white substence in the night stand.
Me and my buddy went to memphis one night to party. It just happened to be a grizzly game going on. We couldnt find a hotel anywhere. We stopped at 10 or more places..
Finally found some shitty motel for 50 bucks. We were like "fuck it" its only a few hours to sleep...
We got back around 3AM or so and saw a group of about 50 people standing in line in the street. I dotn slow down and drive through in the emergency lane and pull in. Before i open the motel door, i hear a gun shot and about 50 people running around like chickens with their heads cut off. I walk out and see a body lying in the road. Thats when we knew.. but im not done.
A couple hours later we were laying there and people started banging on both walls and the door at the same time. No shit. We were freaked out. The extasy we took didnt help. It finally stopped after about 10 minutes and we hauled balls out of there.
If it was blow, you made the right choice.
Beats me. I called the front desk, had it removed, and, made them discount my room. It was a shady motel, but beggars can't be choosers in a snow storm.
When the room you rented on the beach stinks... and your cat is scared to death in the room and only will huddle in a corner in the bathroom shaking like a leaf in the wind, with a look on her face like there is dead bodies or ghosts in the room....!
We checked out at 7 am the next morning and paid triple the price for another hotel that had a vacancy for the next 6 days... our poor little kitty girl! The trauma she went through!!!!
The wife and I had left Padre Island National Seashore a bit to late and the weather was going to shit fast so we hit a cheap motel to weather the storm and drive back in the morning.
Woke up at around two am. to take a leak...it was then I knew I had fucked up.
There was four inches of water in the room from the deluge and I'd left my duffel with all our shit in it on the floor.
/----/ It didn't happen to me, but my friends stayed in a little place in Myrtle Beach. When they got up the next morning the parking lot and lawn were covered in gators. They called the front desk and were told to just stay in the room til the gators left. As if it was perfectly normal.
When you realize you paid $200 for no parking garage, no soap, no towels, no shampoo, no coffee...and a bum hits you up for a sandwich when checking out.
The Benchmark Hotel in Memphis-avoid!
You know you chose the wrong motel when
when even Mike Rowe (of Dirty Jobs)
refuses to stay there.
You know you chose the wrong city to vacation, when even Sen. Cory Booker calls it a Sh*thole.
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