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john hansen

climber
Topic Author's Original Post - Apr 29, 2013 - 01:03am PT
OK, I am in Barstow Ca and I paid 50 bucks,, after running the ac for 2 hour's the indoor temp was hotter than outside 95 deg. They did finally move me to a differnt room where the AC worked.

Yes a 1'st world problem.

I did not have to squat over a hole,,,

I'm sure many of you have much worse storie's.

Let's hear them. And yes I have little experiance in the third world.
10b4me

Ice climber
Happy Boulders
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:07am PT
Stayed in a motel that doubled as a residence for oil workers in Elk City, oklahoma once. Quite the experience
Reilly

Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:09am PT
Y'all shoulda seen that joint with the lone light bulb hanging from the ceiling in Squamish BITD.
moosedrool

climber
Stair climber, lost, far away from Poland
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:11am PT
lol

Ever been to Poland in the 70'?
Reilly

Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:13am PT
Tovarish Drool, been there, done that; the Squamish Hotel was the standard.
The standard of the low end.
jfailing

Trad climber
PDX, North Slope, The Open Road
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:14am PT
I lived at the Caprice Motel, in Taft CA, for most of a year. Extreme heat, non-working AC, and roaches.

Here it is in its glory:


The people who owned it were nice, and there was a pool. I guess it really wasn't that bad, but when you live in a motel for a while, it starts to suck pretty hard...

Hotels/Motels in oil-towns are supposed to be pretty bad I think. The Caprice was the nice one too - the "Topper" down the road had an even worse roach problem...
Fritz

Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:17am PT
I have upgraded to slightly more expensive rooms, from bad-nights in my youth at $50.00 motel rooms.

I do vividly remember nights with: no AC, no heat, no hot-water, dog-shit in the hall, screaming-fits and death-threats at all hours, in adjacent rooms, whores in the parking lot, and trashed vehicles next to mine.

You don't get entirely away from those experiences as you pay more, but the incidence goes down.

Enjoy your travel!
Michelle

Social climber
1187 Hunterwasser
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:17am PT
Wow, I stayed at the Topper in Feb! No bugs but yep, low rent.
moosedrool

climber
Stair climber, lost, far away from Poland
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:26am PT
I remember once in the Four Seasons in Santa Barbara they forgot to change the flowers in the guest room. I will never stay in that "hotel" again!
TMJesse

Mountain climber
Olympia, WA
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:45am PT
Super-8 in Bremerton, WA is a dank, smoked out and moldy hell-hole of a flea-bitten bed for 95 bucks, and will permanently go down as the worst hotel I've had the extreme displeasure of having to stay at. It was worse than a $6/night former brothel next to a cement plant in Chichiriviche, Venezuela where cockroaches scurried from beneath the sheets when pulled back, a bent nail fastened the door at night, and if you wanted to "flush" the toilet, you had to fill a bucket from an open well with naked kids running around in dust and dirt and swimming in it. At least this place tried to have class and didn't over charge. Besides, the opened shutters on the windows (no glass windows) let a fine coastal breeze enter the room for a fantastic night's sleep. Much better than the drunkard-filled and stinky, low ceiling Super-8 I had to stay at once (and last) in Bremerton.
paul roehl

Boulder climber
california
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:01am PT
Motel in Mojave... used my drop cloth on the bed, slept in my sleeping bag. Paid 40 bucks to some guy in a cage. Just plain freaky place. Strange noises all night long.
Jan

Mountain climber
Okinawa, Japan
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:48am PT
There are many of them in south India, especially Mumbai/Bombay, and the worst part of it is, they are rated three and four stars. The problem is that they're built to western standards with wall to wall carpeting in a wet monsoon climate and then the hotels save money in the off season by not running the air con. The result is they look nice but reek of heavy mold which I'm allergic to. We arrived at one around midnight where the sheets were gray and clammy and yes roaches, and the door lock wouldn't work. The windows are painted shut because there's supposed to be air con and the European engineers didn't think windows are safe on a high rise anyway.

I piled heavy furniture against the door and slept on the marble floor on my sleeping bag with towels for covers in the bathroom as that had the least mold and was coolest. The rest of the trip I paid for a separate room in an Indian style hotel around the corner from these various monstrosities where my group was staying ,which were done sensibly with open windows, overhead fans, mosquito nets, and cement or marble floors and no smell.
Jan

Mountain climber
Okinawa, Japan
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:50am PT
Then of course there are the guest houses on the Everest trek that have bed bugs which can mostly be avoided by sleeping on the balcony instead of in the rooms.
Wayno

Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:53am PT
The Green Spot in Victorville,Kali. But that was a motel.
Dr.Sprock

Boulder climber
I'm James Brown, Bi-atch!
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:57am PT
flew to South Bend, Indiana,
told the cab driver to take me to the cheapest hotel in town,

big mistake,

the lady in the cage took my money and asked if her daughter could help me take my luggage upstairs,

here daughter was a workin girl,

kept knockin on my door all night asking me if i wanted to buy some weed,

what kind of a mom would pimp her daughter off?

all night long crack dealers were coming and going in their low riders with sub wolfers shaking the whole place til the sun came up,

for some folks this might seem like heaven on earth,





Mungeclimber

Trad climber
the crowd MUST BE MOCKED...Mocked I tell you.
Apr 29, 2013 - 03:01am PT
Train horns at 4am, check.


White mold puffy thing growing in coffee pot, check.


done a few in my time. Now that I've been educated by the mrs. I am spoiled. I used to be able to stay in real divey places.

Now, it's gotta be nice, or I'm out.


But I often sleep best in the back of my truck with the side windows open on a cool breeze night up high in the pines (after the pollen counts go down). Glorious.
rich sims

Social climber
co
Apr 29, 2013 - 04:43am PT
It was Thirty years ago. My new wife and I were on a road trip. Thought we would drop down the coast of Mexico.
Had a picture of the hotel on the beach.
Turns out they had reclaimed part of the bay and made new building sites between the hotel and the beach.
The bed dipped to the middle , we laughed about it, the food and drinks were great we were much younger.
Alpamayo

Trad climber
Chapel Hill, NC
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:00am PT
I once stayed in a seedy motel in Soccoro (sp?), NM while doing a bike tour that had what looked to be an enormous blood stain (think the size of a person) on the carpet next to the bed.
TWP

Trad climber
Mancos, CO
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:05am PT
Colombian "hotels" that cost $1/night. It's been a long time: 1971. I didn't suffer as much as my girlfriend; the fleas preferred her. She was a full bore flea magnet in buses, movie theaters, crowds. She'd ask me, "Can't you feel them jumping on you?" Mostly the answer was no.
Jan

Mountain climber
Okinawa, Japan
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:15am PT
Blood on the carpet reminds me of a motel in Durango, Colorado where my 84 year old mother and I stayed about 5 years ago. The whole place reeked of chlorox but it was the last available room. There were flowers in front of the door when we checked in. Eventually we found a card with a name that sounded Native American and a note that said "I'm so sorry". We called the front desk to report it and the manager and police arrived asking questions. In the meantime I noticed relatively fresh blood on the back of the front door. It turned out a young girl had been murdered there the night before and the flowers might be a clue. By this time we were thoroughly creeped out.The manager let us stay in the manager's apartment instead since she lived at home. We were out of there at dawn!

I don't know if they ever solved that murder and if it was drugs or prostitution gone wrong but the police noted she had gone in there with three guys. She was brutally beaten and blood everywhere, hence the chlorox smell, yet not one of the other guests reported an altercation to management or police. I can't remember the name of the place now but it was a respectable looking establishment.
locker

Social climber
Some Rehab in Bolivia
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:18am PT


Years back, hourly rental on Sunset (Short stay)...

Company was extra...

;-)

FGD135

Social climber
Boulder Canyon Colorado
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:32am PT
Stayed at the Rocket Motel in Salina Kansas one night on the way back to Boulder. $8.


Credit: FGD135
eKat

Mountain climber
Less than a second shy of 49 minutes
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:38am PT
Some pigstye of a place in Vernal, UT.

Never planned to be there. . . but. . . ended up there with my FiveStar traveling pal, Joni, from Philly. The entire town was full of contract workers and everything was booked except this one place. . . we got a room and one of the beds was soaking wet.

HUH?

So they moved us into the last room. . . and there were box elder bugs all over the walls. . . CREEPY TIPI!

I thought that might be the end of my "Private Guide To The Universe" position for Joan. . . but to this day, when we hit the road twice a year, we still joke about VENEREAL, Utah.

HA!
hossjulia

Trad climber
Where the Hoback and the mighty Snake River meet
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:40am PT
Not sure I've ever stayed at an actual "Hotel", but plenty of motels, and some real sh#t holes too. Wish I could remember the name of the one run by white trash mormons in Utah. The worse by a long shot.


^^Kath, might be the same place! lol
Cragman

Trad climber
June Lake, California....via the Damascus Road
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:40am PT
I won't even include the Third World variety....totally unfair comparison.

Here in the States....a pitiful place in Boron, California, when the car broke down in the summer heat....with my wife, newborn son, and big old dog on board.

Pretty sure it was one of those places that they rent by the hour....a complete hell hole only made worse by the murderous heat of the summertime in the Mojave desert.

Should have taken our chances in the car....
climbski2

Mountain climber
Anchorage AK, Reno NV
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:44am PT
Ha I almost stayed at that super-8 in Bremerton TM Jesse. Too expensive, went to The Cheiftan, Cheap at about half that rate and somewhat better than average for a 1 star tweaker infested residential motel where the entertainment consists of rating the quality of loud arguments at 2am.
locker

Social climber
Some Rehab in Bolivia
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:48am PT

"I won't even include the Third World variety....totally unfair comparison."...


I stayed at a very interesting "Hotel"(???) in Haiti back in '84'...

Cragman

Trad climber
June Lake, California....via the Damascus Road
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:48am PT
Running a close second was a place in Wenatchee, Washington. Things kept sticking to the floor....and the floor was carpeted.

Still makes me gag.
AP

Trad climber
Calgary
Apr 29, 2013 - 10:49am PT
I stayed in a 50 cent a night place in India once. Rats were no extra charge.
stevep

Boulder climber
Salt Lake, UT
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:10am PT
Clown Motel in Tonopah, NV. If you need a place to stay while driving through NV in the middle of nowhere, there aren't many choices. I think two in Tonopah. Of the two I've always chosen the Clown.
It's not awful, but it certainly has alot of "character".
rottingjohnny

Sport climber
mammoth lakes ca
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:15am PT
steveP...I drove by the clown last month...it was booked..i laughed....i use to climb with a guy named Jim Butler and Tonopah has this event called Jim Butler days...makes me think of Jim...
ionlyski

Trad climber
Kalispell, Montana
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:27am PT
I won't sleep in them. At least not in United States. Doesn't matter if it's $50 bucks or $220. Even if the rest of my group heads on inside, I'll still sleep in the car.

Arne
Norton

Social climber
the Wastelands
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:32am PT
cooties
Banquo

climber
Amerricka
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:43am PT
Downtown Karachi Pakistan 1981. I didn't know you could have that many bedbugs. One guy couldn't possibly feed them all.
troutboy

Trad climber
Newark, DE
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:46am PT
Not really a hotel, but the BOQs at Clear Air Station in Fairbanks, AK. The room was so small we could not even get our duffel bags in the room from the the front door without first going into the bathroom, turning 90 degrees, then moving into the bedroom.

On top of that, I had a 104 fever and there was no COLD water in the shower, only (very) hot water. No AC, 85 degrees, no darkness, and opening the window let in killer mosquitoes.

Course we only paid $15.

Tim S
Baggins

Boulder climber
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:47am PT
Somewhere in northern slovakia 10 years ago. Two different experiences, one trip.

The first it became evident that the first hotel's primary business was not accomodation, but the brothel that occupied the entire 3rd floor (standing outside felt like a scene straight out of the leisuresuit larry 80s computer game...)

The second experience was staying in a converted mental asylum. Our slovakian wasnt very good (hows yours?) and we accidentally told the travel agent we needed to stay somewhere "cheap". This place was $3/night. We had the luxury of occupying the entire 2nd floor, a space that could've, and probably did, house scores of mental patients. It had the same decor as it probably did when in use, everything was bleached white and scrubbed down. Visiting the bathroom at night required crossing across a creepy, wide, tall hallway with no lighting except the moon through the windowpanes into a large soviet-style oversized bathroom, metal plating everywhere. It was something straight out of a Stephen King novel.
justthemaid

climber
Jim Henson's Basement
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:48am PT
Some hotel down by the Anaheim Convention center is my worst memory. We were too wasted after a concert to drive home so we stumbled over to some hotel in walking distance. I think it was one of those pay-by-the hour working-girl hotels. Totally filthy. Everything was sticky. There was no running water except to the icky toilet. Meh.


Second worst was one in New Orleans. I moved an area rug and saw the clear blood-stained outline of a body on the carpet that they were trying to just cover up. Air conditioning didn't work and it was summer. They did move us to another room when we complained though.
Gary

Social climber
Desolation Basin, Calif.
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:52am PT
Almost stayed at the Clown once, but the place gave us the willies. With those clown faces on the doors, it was too John Wayne Gacey like.

A few years ago we went to Elko to meet friends to hike Ruby Dome. Our good friend George W. from Pullman told us he was staying at the Elko Motel. We should've known better.

George's room was actually not too bad. He was up front, close to the road. My gf and I got put back in the dark corner of the parking lot next to the meth labs. The door to the room was a cheap door you would use in the interior of a house, say for a bedroom. No dead bolt.

Every time the ice shifted in our cooler, it sounded like someone was jiggling the door lock. Squeaky Fromme had just been released from prison that weekend and we'd both wake up screaming thinking it was her.
Ezra Ellis

Trad climber
WA, & NC & Idaho
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:52am PT
Some dump in Sagres Portugal, at least 10 roaches ran across the floor, they weren't even scared of us....:)

At least I had good friends to enjoy the experience with!!!!
Randisi

Social climber
Dalian, Liaoning
Apr 29, 2013 - 11:53am PT
You guys can afford hotels? :p
moosedrool

climber
Stair climber, lost, far away from Poland
Apr 29, 2013 - 12:12pm PT
Years ago my mother visited us from Poland and I took her to Hollywood.

The hotel wasn't horrible, but when my mom turned on the TV, we got blasted by a full on porn movie. lol

My VERY conservative catholic mother was so shocked, she looked at me in horror and froze. I took the remte from her hand and turned the TV off. I don't know whether they had any other programming.

Oh, in the morning our car was gone because I haven't noticed the parking restrictions.

What a mother and son trip!
treez

Trad climber
99827
Apr 29, 2013 - 12:37pm PT
Starlite in Ballard.

Don't do it.
Jon Beck

Trad climber
Oceanside
Apr 29, 2013 - 12:48pm PT
The Sage in Farmington NM, near the rez. They have an upper building and a lower building. They put the tourists in the lower building and partyers in the upper. Commotion all night, people banging on the door insisting their friend was in there. Next time we got the lower building

There are some real gems in the central valley, I found one that was like 20 bucks a few years ago. Guy in a cage, no credit cards, no english.
eKat

Mountain climber
Less than a second shy of 49 minutes
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:09pm PT
My bus broke down (what a shock!) one day on the way to Mammoth from Los Gatos.

The generator pulley blew up.

NICE.

Blanchard peened the old one back together and we made a fan belt out of a climbing sling. We were in the farmlands near Tracy. Well. . . that whole system got us to a big intersection near Stockton and we limped off the highway and there were 2 hotels to choose from. One was called The Californian (I think it's a Comfort Inn, now) . . . and the other one was a Hilton.

We were closer to The Californian so we went there. They gave us a key and let us check it out.

WHOA!

We didn't need a key. . . the door was standing wide open. The tan carpeting was as filthy as the parking lot.

We returned the key and headed to the Hilton.

A little back story. . . Blanchard's a tightwad and the ONLY other time we'd stayed in a hotel was because he was sicker than a dog on a southwest climbing trip and he NEEDED to be warm.

SOOOOOOOOOOO. . . I knew we were in trouble stepping foot in a Hilton.

SOOOO. . . we parked Her Majesty - the bus that makes people smile, under the reception canopy. . . and a gal walked up ten kinds of blown away by HerMaj's radiant pearl purple and chrome. She had to see it all. . . including one 97 pound Newfoundland/Golden retriever sitting on the Italian, Victorian tapestry upholstery, surrounded by antique lace curtains.

HA!

SOOOOOOOOOOOO. . . we went to the front desk and tried to check in, but were refused because of said doggie.

SAY WHAT?

I offered to give them a blank credit card transmittal as a deposit and they still wouldn't budge.

THEN. . . the lady from the entrance showed up, behind the counter and said, "We'll take that dog. No deposit needed." Then she turned to her employee and said, "YOU SHOULD SEE WHERE THAT DOG RIDES!"

:-)

Frikk-a-zee. . . that babe was the hotel manager!

HA!

Dood. . . she saved us from TheCalifornian. . . which, without a doubt would have surpassed the hovel in Venereal, UT, hands own!
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:21pm PT
Some place in BFE Beijing back in January 1998. High rise: the room was in the middle of construction and was half finished; it smelled strongly of paint thinner but in the PRC you never know what it really might be. Freakin' cold that night, some snow and I think the window was open or broken. We got a better room that was only gnarly. Dared not touch the shower. This was booked by our trip operator for the Trans-Siberian to Moscow. Had just arrived on a 36 hour train from Hong Kong and fortunately we were leaving at the crack of dawn. It was a real Nescafe moment (if we had some it would have helped!).

The room we had in Moscow was slightly better and at least we had bodyguards in the hotel!

This was our exit out of Asia's backdoor after living in HK for some time. Moscow was really cool and we had a superb guide. Then we hit the Helsinki airport and it was like being in Orange County all of a sudden. And it only got better... a few days in London with good friends and then the chunnel to Paris (where my wife and I ended up when we'd first met a few years earlier). By some miracle we got into Hotel Coste during pret a porter week. The place was crawling with models and we were happy campers. Awesome hotel. Love being able to go to dinner at midnight and things are just starting to get cranked up!

Eric
deschamps

Trad climber
Flagstaff, AZ
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:40pm PT
Paid $2 to stay in a filthy cage like room in Cambodia. A tiny room with one mattress in a rickety bed, the mattress covered in stains. Bugs everywhere, no window, and a filthy bathroom at the end of the hall.

Also brought home a nasty case of bed bugs from a $25 hotel in Kingman, AZ.
10b4me

Ice climber
Happy Boulders
Apr 29, 2013 - 01:55pm PT
Fletcher, how does it compare to Rays in Independence?
eKat

Mountain climber
Less than a second shy of 49 minutes
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:00pm PT
Also brought home a nasty case of bed bugs from a $25 hotel in Kingman, AZ.

That's just SO sickening!

What in the SamHill did you do to get rid of them?

eeeeeeeeeeeeek.
Dr.Sprock

Boulder climber
I'm James Brown, Bi-atch!
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:00pm PT
stayed in a place in the bay area for a week,

one night i came home at 2 am and there was a girl in my bed!

i tried to wake her up to get her to leave but she was passed out drunk,

no sleeping bag to put on the carpet so i crawled into bed with her and went to sleep,

next morning she wakes up and looks at me like "where am i, who are you, and what am i doing here?"

she put her clothes on and left.

i told the Singh manager that there was a girl in my bed when i got into my room last night, he said that she claimed to be my girlfriend,

i guess she was homeless and conned her way into my room,

weird,

eKat

Mountain climber
Less than a second shy of 49 minutes
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:01pm PT
Here is a REALLY GOOD LINK:

BED BUG REGISTRY

http://www.bedbugregistry.com/
Branscomb

Trad climber
Lander, WY
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:54pm PT
I vaguely recall several in India.

A short-time hotel room we got in Mahalabalapuram where Indian businessmen take their whores for a day quickie. A full length horizontal mirror at bed level. They all check in as Mr and Mrs. Smith. Oh man.

A room in Madras were we had to herd the cockroaches into the bathroom and kept them there all night by surrounding them with a ring of burning mosquito coils. Laid a space blanket on the bed before we would touch it. The front desk jockey looked like Ratso Rizzo and was surrounded by several not very nice looking girls. We figured out it was a whore house, but it was the only room we could find after looking for 3 hours. One of those obscure S Indian festivals.

Wendover, Nevada. Any room will approach any nightmare you may want to imagine. What a sh#t hole that place is.
Curt

climber
Gold Canyon, AZ
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:56pm PT
In 1980 I stayed in a "hotel" on the CSIST military research base in Taiwan. At check in, I was handed the key to my room, a mosquito coil and matches, and a can of industrial strength bug killer containing DDT. It turned out that in addition to needing all that, there was standing water in my room deep enough, that had been there long enough, that there were small creatures living in it. On top of that all the bedding (blankets, sheets, etc) on my bed were wet. Not soaking wet--but definitely damp to the touch. I've yet to experience anything domestically that even comes close to that place.

Curt
JLP

Social climber
The internet
Apr 29, 2013 - 02:59pm PT
Some hotel somewhere in MX.

Flushed the toilet, then some drain started gurgling raw sewage all over the room.
Tan Slacks

climber
Joshua Tree
Apr 29, 2013 - 03:36pm PT
Many years ago while in the Peace Corps in Morocco my friend and I decided to see Spain on one of our breaks. We had very little money and our first night was spent in Algeciras. A port town on the southern coast of Spain. We wandered the streets for while and found what we thought would be a good and cheap place to stay.

The hotel clerk did not speak english and we did not speak spanish, but we bargained him down to about $2.15 US for the night. He led us to a room on the roof, I think it was his room. Still dirty with his dinner dishes and bedding. It was filthy, but it was cheap. There was a another mattress without bedding that we flipped for and I won. At some point in the middle of the night. He came into the room without knocking. He had a very large women with him and proceeded to ask if we wanted to screw her by putting his finger through his thumb and index fingers. he kept saying "cheap, cheap"

We said no thank you and he left. He returned moments later and the best we could figure, he asked us if we wanted to pay to watch him screw her? Again we declined and then I should have seen this one coming.. He assumed we were gay and tried to talk us into paying for a yet unseen boy.

He finally left when we convinced him we wanted to sleep, but we didn't sleep well and in the end I would have been happy to have spent five dollars for a better place...
labrat

Trad climber
Auburn, CA
Apr 29, 2013 - 03:46pm PT
Dang! The Suncoast for Red Rock is listed under the Recent Bedbug Reports

Maybe sleeping at the BLM with earplugs is back on the table ;-(
TWP

Trad climber
Mancos, CO
Apr 29, 2013 - 03:46pm PT
This is a great thread!

Jan:

Concerning your story of:

"Blood on the carpet reminds me of a motel in Durango" [Colorado] .... I don't know if they ever solved that murder and if it was drugs or prostitution gone wrong but the police noted she had gone in there with three guys. She was brutally beaten ...."

Yes, the murder was solved. Gang rape amongst intoxicated Native Americans.

Most posters recall fondly their worst memories of "bug-infested, sh#t- hole" hotels - a category with many worthy candidates for "worst of the worst." However, there is another genre not to be ignored: the spookiest hotel stays of a lifetime.

Here's mine.

While in Colombia in 1971 I made a solo attempt to climb a high volcano Nevado Ruiz, 17,000 feet plus. My route beta consisted of almost nothing but I was told I needed to reach a hotel in the countryside at "Thermales de Cachiri" (sp?). I inquired at the bus station about a bus going to said location and boarded a junk bus venturing into the countryside on back, dirt roads. I grew suspicious once all occupants of the bus had disembarked and we were still in the middle of nowhere. Low hanging clouds and mist obscured all views so orientation was impossible. The bus driver made known he had reached the end of the line and I could either disembark or return to the town of Manizales, some 20 miles back. I asked about "Thermales de Cachiri" and he pointed on down the road. How far he did not know (or say).

Carrying a too heavy Kelty pack, wearing painful Harlin-Leroux mountaineering boats, I trudged along the road for hours. Each odd campesino I passed repeated the same question: "Que hay de vender?" (What are you selling?") In my misery with plenty of time for contemplation I worked out the reason for these serial questions. The campesinos could think of NO REASON why any man would be walking down these obscure roads with a huge pack unless he had something for sale.

After many long hours of walking, with the last rays of light, I beheld smoking vents releasing vapors into the airs - the "Thermals" part of the destination had to be near. Before full darkness set in, I made out the outlines of an abandoned hotel. I entered the vast dwelling. The indoor bathing area/swimming pool and deck had not seen use in years, or decades. Dust covered everything in thick layers. No one present. Certainly no visitors! Shortly after realizing I had reached a ghost town, a small noise from a dark corner behind me drew my attention to the small figure of a young women carrying a baby. Tentative inquiry led to two discoveries. She was alone with her baby in this deserted morgue of a hotel but her husband would be home soon. (A universal canard if I ever heard one). And I was free to stay in any room I liked.

I ascended in darkness to the second floor (of course I had no flashlight). A long narrow corridor with rooms without doors offered me a choice of something like 100 different rat warrens to chose from - all identically barren of any furnishing; in fact, anything of value had long since been vandalized and carted off from every cranny of this tomb.

My preoccupation now became personal safety. The rat-like maze of rooms offered my best protection. If I kept perfectly still all night and chose a random enough location, any one seeking to do me harm would have a long search.

Did I mention how long a night can be when you sleep alone in an abandoned hotel, fearful of any human contact, with the vivid acoustics of unrelenting thunder and visuals of flashing lightening storm going on without end? Amidst a Halloween moonscape where thermal vents transformed benign night air into a sulfurous fog?

No boogie men appeared and I probably slept some that night. I saw the lone woman again next morning and asked her which way to Nevado Ruiz, the mountain I had come to climb but never seen. She had no idea.

This epic failure ended by late afternoon, after I had walked across trackless paramo (Andean tundra basically) for hours, blindly seeking my peak, only to run across another dirt road. Here I threw in the towel and hitched a ride back to Manizales in the back of a pickup truck full of large aluminum canisters carrying milk from this ghostly world of paramo pasturalists back to Manizales and civilization.
Don Paul

Big Wall climber
Colombia, South America
Apr 29, 2013 - 03:55pm PT
Worst anywhere must have been an Israeli run hotel in Kabul, expensive but dingy and what I remember most was that the mattress stunk from urine. In the basement was a bar where all the contractors and spooks would get hammered out of the sight of the Afghans. It was like Casablanca, there was a lot of mystery in the air. One guy invited me to go out shooting AK-47s in the desert for fun but I declined. I had something I needed to have translated, a guy working for the hotel took it and disappeared, never to be seen again. I only stayed there about 2 nights until I found a way better place, staying with the kitchen help out back behind another hotel (Bs Place, run by the warlord Fahim and his security agents). That place was ok until they put another tourist next to me, who was too sick to get out of bed, then it was no longer fun and I moved on.
Charlie D.

Trad climber
Western Slope, Tahoe Sierra
Apr 29, 2013 - 04:16pm PT
This one will creep you out:
Credit: Charlie D.
chez

Social climber
chicago ill
Apr 29, 2013 - 04:17pm PT
Barstow!
Doesn't get any better than this!
Doesn't get any better than this!
Credit: chez
Urizen

Ice climber
Berkeley, CA
Apr 29, 2013 - 05:08pm PT
I miss the old Alpine Lodge in Eureka, Nevada. It's been boarded up for maybe twenty years, but otherwise hasn't changed from its final decrepit state when it was open. Pictures of Gandhi and Winston Churchill over the bar. The owner claimed to be the only card-carrying member of the ACLU in town. No wonder he went out of business.
dirt claud

Social climber
san diego,ca
Apr 29, 2013 - 05:15pm PT
Sprock wrote: "the lady in the cage took my money"

A lady in a cage would have been my 1st sign to turn around and find another hotel, sounds like an interesting night,lol
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 29, 2013 - 05:17pm PT
10b: Not sure if I've stayed at Ray's in Independence. If I did and don't remember that's a pretty good thing! hahaha!

It would have to be really bad to beat that hotel in Beijing.

deschamps: that sounds like the rabbit warren rooms that used to be (still are?) found in Chung King Mansion in Tsim Tsa Tsoi in Hong Kong. Luckily never had to resort to that!

Eric
donini

Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
Apr 29, 2013 - 05:33pm PT
The Bates Motel.....really, really creepy. I had the oddest feeling someone was just on the other side of the shower curtain,
Brandon-

climber
The Granite State.
Apr 29, 2013 - 05:37pm PT
The Groveland Motel, for four nights.

Only place in town to stay with dogs while the car got fixed. They put us in one of the single wides.

Tweakers kept trying to steal our sh#t. It actually escalated to damn near a fistfight.
Gary

Social climber
Desolation Basin, Calif.
Apr 29, 2013 - 06:46pm PT
10b: Not sure if I've stayed at Ray's in Independence. If I did and don't remember that's a pretty good thing! hahaha!

Ray's Den in Independence is the best motel on 395. The Den Mother does a great job running that place. In no way does it belong in this thread.
Magic Ed

Trad climber
Nuevo Leon, Mexico
Apr 29, 2013 - 07:04pm PT
A girlfriend and I once spent the night in a seedy motel in Ciudad Juarez that turned out to be a brothel.
Studly

Trad climber
WA
Apr 29, 2013 - 07:36pm PT
The Peace Hotel on the Bund in Shanghai
Double D

climber
Apr 29, 2013 - 09:12pm PT
Worst... When I arrived in Watson Lake from Talkeetna AK, Yukon, expecting to find my homies from CA they had already flown into the Cirq and left me to await other friends to fly in with. I had failed to mention to them on previous phone conversations that I was flat broke cept the air fee in. I found this abandoned hotel, set up my portaledge and called it good. The food was scant but the rates were good.

Credit: Double D
happiegrrrl

Trad climber
www.climbaddictdesigns.com
Apr 29, 2013 - 09:46pm PT
When I moved to NYC from small-town Wisconsin, my family insisted I have a place to stay when I arrived(My plan was to simply get on the plane, get off, and then figure it out....).

Anyway, I found The Allerton Hotel for Women, on 57th and Lexington. It was shabby, and sort of stuck in the era when decent young ladies would require the safety of a chaperoned residence.

Alas, at $235 a week, I couldn't afford it on my $250 a week paycheck.... And so I looked for a cheaper place, and found it in another SRO(single room occupancy) on Central Park West and 108th. Now days that would be a real swank address, but back in 1988, no.

I showed up and the front desk person took one look at me and convinced me that the room next to the laundry in the basement was the right choice for me. I was like "HUH? The only other person who lives down there is the super???" She said "Sorry, that's the only room available."

Looking back, I know she was doing me a favor. But then, I wanted the full NYC experience I had paid for, and to me that meant living where everyone else did, not in some basement cloistered room where I had to walk through the laundry room to get to...

I kept badgering to get a real room and finally she must have figured it wasn't her job to protect the innocence of the babe from the woods of Wisconsin. I go the works!

Excitedly moving my possessions out of the elevator on the 9th floor, I looked down the hallway, the thin hallways and started looking for my room number. It was like a labrynth, with turns here and there that went in circles, through doorways and into dead end. I was soon lost, but eventually did find the room.

As I went to put the key into the lock, a...bug... fell off the doorway. It wasn't *quite* a cockroach. It had orange spots on it. A Flamenco cockroach, I guess....

The room was half the size, and $25 more a week than the (now, I realized) basement room I had occupied; a room which had it's own bathroom, though the shower/tub was shared with the super.

This one had a shared bathroom with any number of others, and it was down the hall, through a door, around a corner and ...oops! That was somebody's room, not the bathroom.... Eventually I was able to figure out which way to go.

The room hadn't been painted in decades, and was a sort of bluish gray in color. It had a window, which looked out into dozens of other windows from other rooms, at all angles. There were no curtains.

The first night, I woke up in the middle of the night to screams. REAL screams. Screams from a woman. A woman being beaten to what may have been her death.

I looked out the window into darkness and dimly lit rooms, and had no idea where the sounds were coming from. What floor, what room? There were hundreds to choose from.

I thought "I have to do something" but I didn't know what to do! Go to the front desk downstairs and say "Someone is killing someone up there. Some where..." I had no phone, there was no hallways phone, no way to dial 911.


No one else in the building seemed to have noticed the issue. Eventually the sounds stopped and I promptly went into denial, telling myself I must have dreamed it.

I then understood why I had been given the basement room, but it was too late. I got what I asked for. Living the life....

It didn't take long before I realized that it was hell in that building, and got enough of a clue to understand I could get a lower rent by sharing in a privately rented apartment. Which I did, and moved to 1st and 13th.

The front desk person from the SRO told me, when I left, that I had to come back after the first of month to get my security deposit back. When I returned, she looked at me like I was still the n00b after all, and laughed in my face. She said "We don't take security deposits here. What are you trying to pull? Get out of here before I call the cops."
john hansen

climber
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 29, 2013 - 11:51pm PT
Wow, great stories everyone. A few nights ago at the Motel 6 in Watsonville Ca, woke up at 2 am to some one yelling "You fu&king whore!!"

Tonight I paid the same price for a great room in Calipatria, just below the salton sea. 72$ clean, has a fridge and a couch, ordered a pizza from the resturant. The staff was great and the key card actually worked the first time,, ,,



Wonderful. I would highly recommend it.


Plus it is only 6 miles or so to the Sonny Bono National Wildlife Reserve.




Credit: john hansen


Any recommendations for a place in Tuscon?
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 30, 2013 - 12:01am PT
Double D: somehow that's an almost exact replica of our room in Beijing. Except no portaledge! :-(

Eric
10b4me

Ice climber
Happy Boulders
Apr 30, 2013 - 12:05am PT
Fletcher, thought you stayed there with Carl
Allen Hill

Social climber
CO.
Apr 30, 2013 - 12:46am PT
Romania hands down And I've been around the block.
Brian in SLC

Social climber
Salt Lake City, UT
Apr 30, 2013 - 01:12am PT
Inlet Inn in Anchorage. Gives me a headache just thinkin' about it...ugh...

Got bumped off a flight to Lima Peru in '86. Airline put us up in a hotel somewhere in Miami. Scary place. Bullet holes in the walls...bad scene. Can't recall the name.

My climbing partner (well, and me too) likes the Clown Motel in Tonopah. Creepy cemetary next door. Way better sleep than the now closed Mizpah in the center of town...that place was creepy (haunted creepy). We never do the drive from SLC to Tuolumne in one shot...

Stayed in a not great place in Los Nevados in Venezuela a few years back, after a multi day traverse and climbing trip behind Merida. Woman who owned the place saw us coming on the trail, and, flagged us down. We shoulda shopped around. Tried to stick us in this huge, dusty dorm room like place and we talked them into a smaller, more private room. Shower was bad. Food was horrendous, and, I was starvin' (havin' done some bad math on the number of days we were out on the trail and rations). Was some sort of guts dish, like menudo took a hard left turn somewhere. Awful.
axlgrease

Mountain climber
Santa Cruz, CA
Apr 30, 2013 - 03:53am PT
Hey jfailing!

The Caprice motel - wow! I haven't thought about that place for years. I grew up about 2 blocks from there - never was in it, and wondered what it was like. You're right, Topper motel was probably worse, though.


Not an inn I had the pleasure of experiencing, but my wife has a great story of one in Whittier, Alaska. In the early 90's she was working at a salmon hatchery in Prince William Sound on an island with about 25 other people. There wasn't a lot of opportunity to get off the island, so one day, she tagged along on the boat run to Whittier to pick up a new employee. The weather deteriorated so badly that halfway back on the return they had to go back to Whittier to wait out the weather and try again the next day.

Once back in port, it's of course pouring rain. The only place to stay in the "town" (if you can even call it that) was the Anchor Inn. To get there involved crossing the rail yard and climbing over multiple greasy railcar couplings in the rain. Upon arrival at the Inn, there was only one room available for my wife and the 4 other guys on the trip, so one room they got!

Besides being the only hotel in town, the Anchor Inn also happens to be the primary (only?) drinking establishment, and this night is a special one: a one-night gig for an Eagles cover band! To add to the fun, the bar is actually upstairs from the room, and the "beer chute" is right outside the window. Apparently, the function of the "beer chute" is to direct the empty beer bottles being flung from the second floor into the dumpster at ground level.

Between the crashing of beer bottles, the partying in the bar, and the non-stop horrible renditions of Hotel California, no one got any sleep, but they did leave the next day with a good story to tell.
Fletcher

Trad climber
The great state of advaita
Apr 30, 2013 - 03:57am PT
Carl is barred from the PRC.
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Apr 30, 2013 - 05:03am PT
In light of the recent tenant/rental agency hassle due to a dishonest mgr's peculation, I'm forced to say that this place, the Tioga apartment homes, even though I'm fond of it after nearly twelve years, IS THE WORST.

The elevator has broken down at least ten times since 2001.

The garbage is not collected on the weekends, just because "nobody works weekends," yet it's not a health code violation, apparently, on Saturdays or Sundays to have over-flowing garbage collection spots, but is on the other five days.

There never was a designated spot to park your car or motorcycle.

The entire building needs paint, cries for paint. Nada in twelve years.

They removed the letters from the Tioga Hotel Sign atoop the building, but they left the uglier steel framing for the pigeons and Sprint's communications gear. Looks like hell. Welcome to Merced is not, definitely not, the message.

The maintenance problems which I reported in October took this long to resolve.

Livin' the nightmare/dream.

It is close to the Transpo Center and YV's only $18.00 R.T....
Gunkie

Trad climber
East Coast US
Apr 30, 2013 - 06:23am PT
I'll never be able to compete. I always prefer the airport chairs or a night in the car over sleeping in a shithole hotel. However, I have stayed in rooms so small (Tokyo) that the bed was virtually the entire room with only a small footspace and a shelf at the foot of the bed. But it was very clean. And I've stayed in $300/night rooms and found dried puke or some kind of human detritus in the sheets (Chicago).

At my work, we have a competition to stay in the highest ranked place by star rating for the lowest price per star. Last week I stayed in a 4-star hotel in Dallas TX for four nights @ $92.50/night... $23.13/star. I regularly use hotwire.com and score good deals.

With that, I'd rather be in a Curry Village tent cabin risking a brush with Hantavirus.
Jan

Mountain climber
Okinawa, Japan
Apr 30, 2013 - 08:18am PT
I had never thought of it as a hotel before, but the hovel I stayed in at Lobuche at 17,000 feet on the way to Everest Base Camp technically qualifies. Immortalized by Krakauer in his book on Everest he describes it as a small room filled with thick greasy smoke from the open pit yak dung fire. I had to bury my face in my sleeping bag as the smell made me nauseous, not helped by the greasy food and the smell of human excrement surrounding the hut. With a dozen westerners and a like number of Sherpas crowded into one room, it was reasonably warm, but the unwashed humans and their snoring was only slightly less obnoxious than the smoke. And that was all before I started suffering from a high altitude headache.
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Apr 30, 2013 - 10:22am PT
And with Jan's comments, I give you the greatest book ever written about travelling, up-dated.

http://thejourneyer.org/

I have not read the rest of this link's offerings, but plan on it.

Think about what Marco Polo and family did and how long it tookand what they may have given up and weigh your/our experiences in comparison to what happens in The Journeyer by Gary J. and then consider how bad things can get when dark comes in a strange place...

Not to denigrate anyone's stories, it's just me sayin' again...

Take just this one word and mention it in a modern hotel: lousy. The word seems to have a different connotation these days, but where does it actually come from? I am not a nit-picker, just sayin'...

And the last motel I stayed at was in downtown California Capital in 1995. I'm not very cosmo, sayin' the l'east.

I would never live in a downtown motel in a busy city. The noise!
rwedgee

Ice climber
canyon country,CA
Apr 30, 2013 - 11:57am PT
Some way way off the strip place in vegas during one of the Tyson fights. there was a big hole in the floor about 4' wide and at least 6" deep that the carpet was draped over. It was almost like a trampoline, and the shower valve would come out of the wall when you pulled on it because it nor the pipes were anchored to the studs, if there were any. The plastic enclosure walls would flex out about 10" unless you pushed it back with your foot. The thing was so tight you needed 2 hands on it to pull. Then it howled as the water run thru it.....good times
Majid_S

Mountain climber
Bay Area , California
Apr 30, 2013 - 12:09pm PT
Some cheap trash/motel/dump in Pakistan in 1982 and I had bugs on me sucking me to death for three months.
chez

Social climber
chicago ill
Apr 30, 2013 - 12:12pm PT
Credit: chez
Credit: chez
COT

climber
Door Number 3
Apr 30, 2013 - 02:27pm PT
Credit: COT

In 2004 we stayed in this awesome hotel near the Stone Forest in China. Blood and other substances on the sheets (prior to our arrival). Glad we had our own sleeping bags and few beers to acclimatize.
ddriver

Trad climber
SLC, UT
Apr 30, 2013 - 02:46pm PT
Not the worst but funny nonetheless.

Foursome went to Dillon MT under the tutelage of an ST'er. Got reservations at the Creston Motel.

Stopped on the way up just out of town at Barretts Station where the local replied: "The Creston, didn't know that was still open."

Showed up and in fact it was. Don't think anyone else was staying there and at check-in the guy behind the counter lamented how he had inherited the place from his folks and was looking to get rid of it. Offered to sell us the place right then and there for $35K. We declined.

Went over to find our two rooms. The hotel maintenance staff, a young couple, lived in one of the rooms in between the two we were given, and had their pickup parked right in from of one of our rooms. So close in fact, you couldn't open the room door without hitting the bumper. They were kind enough to move the truck, after some while, as well as the hibachi grill they were firing up in the parking lot outside the room. Ah, the smell of fresh charcoal.

Sometimes you get what you pay for.

Credit: ddriver
mechrist

Gym climber
South of Heaven
Apr 30, 2013 - 03:03pm PT
Ekalaka MT. When I put the key in the lock, the entire lock fell through the door. The walls between the showers were so thin I almost felt like I was showering with my coworker in the next room... which wouldn't have been all that bad since she was kinda cute.

The "coffee" was Sanka and the "orange juice" was Tang. Everyone was nice, except the lady with Turrets who kept screaming the details about how she was going to kill Jon at the next table, and then blowing him a kiss and acting like a flirty 8 year old girl.
Baggins

Boulder climber
Apr 30, 2013 - 03:14pm PT
So far, south-east asia seems to be winning. Eastern europe and south america for honorable mentions.
Fossil climber

Trad climber
Atlin, B. C.
Apr 30, 2013 - 03:34pm PT
Sanikiluaq, on Belcher Islands, Hudson Bay, in 1986. Walked into town from the airstrip in winter. No sign to identify hotel. Finally picked out a big building that looked like it might be, four foot snowdrift in front of the door. Just went in. Nobody there. Found the best room - four sagging bunk beds in each, grubby toilet down the hall. No restaurant. An Inuit lady, no English, came in and fried a leathery caribou steak around dinner time, left without a word. Somebody came in next day with the bill. $140 per night.
BASE104

Social climber
An Oil Field
Apr 30, 2013 - 03:35pm PT
Kotzebue, Alaska.

250 bucks, about as big as a prison cell, and crappers down the hall. Considering how many months I had gone without a shower, it was damn near worth it.

Summertime in the Arctic is manic. All night long the eskimos are cruising at top speed on their ATV's right outside your window.

I have a picture of me racked out in that room somewhere around.

After that, whore baths in freezing streams were better. I have to rinse my crack out every week or I just don't feel right.
gf

climber
Apr 30, 2013 - 04:07pm PT
It would seem that crotch lice do not discriminate between first, second and third world flophouses -i've been plagued by those f*#kers from shitholes in all three.
Sredni Vashtar

Social climber
The coastal redwoods
Apr 30, 2013 - 04:24pm PT
Crabs are so seventies man, they went out with big bushy lady gardens and men sporting mohair pants
BASE104

Social climber
An Oil Field
Apr 30, 2013 - 04:31pm PT
There was this one dude with us in the valley once who had crabs. We would be sitting around, he would stuff his hand down his shorts and pulled one out. They looked like clear little lobsters.

Never caught em.
Brandon-

climber
The Granite State.
Apr 30, 2013 - 04:46pm PT
The Clown Motel has always made me laugh and shudder as I drove by...
Phil_B

Social climber
Hercules, CA
Apr 30, 2013 - 05:46pm PT
Went kayaking in Mexico in 2005 with my buddy Chuck. We took the bus from Matamoros to Tampico. Unfortunately, the bus leaving when we arrived only had one more seat on it so we had to wait until 3AM. The place we stayed at was way overpriced at $10.
The "window" was concreted screen
The "window" was concreted screen
Credit: Phil_B

The less said about the toilet, the better
The less said about the toilet, the better
Credit: Phil_B
Ezra Ellis

Trad climber
WA, & NC & Idaho
Apr 30, 2013 - 09:42pm PT
Once stayed at the Lake Mcdonald Inn in Glacier National park.
Had to stay there as we were with my 88 year old grandpa, his last trip there.

fairly clean, but beds at LEAST 30 years old. Coils stuck through in to your back, shitty heating system, etc.

$160 a night, two rooms, because my aged mom and disabled uncle were along.
$320 for two rooms. Good Times.

Worst bed I've ever stayed in PERIOD!

Looks like this tread has wheels....:)
AP

Trad climber
Calgary
Apr 30, 2013 - 10:43pm PT
Estevan Saskatchewan is a wonderful oil patch town. There was a motel called "The Swank" next door to our shop. It was popular with rig pigs and may not have been the worst but certainly has one of the best names.
dee ee

Mountain climber
citizen of planet Earth
Apr 30, 2013 - 10:57pm PT
I was gonna' say Mexico but actually the way worst was in Baker, CA. The specifics elude me but let's just say "bad." We checked in around 2 am too tired to power home from the Outdoor Retailer in SLC.
john hansen

climber
Topic Author's Reply - May 2, 2013 - 11:28pm PT
One Bump for some more stories..

Great stuff
TGT

Social climber
So Cal
May 2, 2013 - 11:56pm PT
The Northern Lights hotel in Fairbanks was so bad it was good.

Like being stuck in an episode of Faulty Towers.

Lynne Leichtfuss

Sport climber
moving thru
May 3, 2013 - 12:06am PT
Barstow/Beaumont area with husband and 4 kids. No windows, no air, bugs aplenty. It would have been better camping, but we were doing a movie shoot and the room was "free".

Next in the Sonora area, one of those tiny towns. Couple upstairs were killing each other, throwing furniture. Never ever experienced anything like it. Sheriff came three times during the night. We got our money back next morning.....no one died. What a great relationship.....
Gary

Social climber
Desolation Basin, Calif.
May 3, 2013 - 12:31am PT
Barstow/Beaumont area...

Speaking of Banning, there was a place called the Shady Lady right next to the 10. I didn't actually stay there, just went out there to do a property and topo survey for a cell phone tower.

It was a small place and really spooky. It had seen better days. I was running the gun and set up outside one of the rooms, so I got to watch the whole spectacle.

This shave headed tweaker comes out of this room and walks over to a big rock in the yard, and rolls it over. He goes back in, and comes out with a shovel, and starts digging. Finishes the hole and goes back inside and comes out with a small, dead(?) puppy, throws it in the hole, fills it in, and rolls the rock back in place.

At least, I think it was a puppy.
jabbas

Trad climber
New River, AZ
May 3, 2013 - 12:51am PT
The worse, the better. Some hole along Flagstaff Rt 66. Paint peeling , ants crawling up the wall and overhead over the bed. Sleeping became a lesson in hearing what dropped on the sheets after the light went out. The nose became familiar with musty carpet smells and the TV barely had a relation with cable or the clouds. Breakfast rocked with the taste of 5 gallon aluminum totally fried coffee brewsky and stale wannabee bagels. Bananas were in season; pancakes were not. God that was the best experience ever...
zBrown

Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
May 3, 2013 - 01:17am PT
Motel in Mojave... used my drop cloth on the bed, slept in my sleeping bag. Paid 40 bucks to some guy in a cage. Just plain freaky place. Strange noises all night long.

More Mojave. Why? Blown head gasket.

All I could hear was the trains running through the room next door all night and the sounds of Tim Leary debating that guy from M.I.T on TV.

I do not remember what it cost, but no cage, it was clean ... an all around 4 on the scale of 10.



SalNichols

Big Wall climber
Richmond, CA
May 3, 2013 - 02:31am PT
Good lord, I am not worthy. Even the dead body (GSW), on the landing at the La Quinta in San Antonio is a HUGE step up from your bad hotels. Jesus....I'm itching just reading this thread.
Melissa

Gym climber
berkeley, ca
May 3, 2013 - 07:25am PT
COT...that's a sad piece of photo evidence.

It's a toss up between two, and both were too bad to stay.

1. The Muir Lodge. We stayed their once for a "treat" on our anniversary when I was supposed to start a wall in the morning and the "good night's sleep" and shower seemed like a good idea. Those cabins looked so sweet and like such a bargain, but there was a small army of squirrels tending their acorns in the metal roof all night long. I know that sounds fussy compared to places with tweakers burying puppies, but it was like having your head in a garbage can while someone banged on it. We ended up sleeping in the truck anyway.

2. A fleabag crack hotel along the road outside of SLC. The room was one big, gross ashtray. I couldn't stomach it.

Honorable Mention: The most expensive room I ever stayed in (Hyde Park Hilton, compliments of my company) was super posh but still didn't get me a decent night's sleep as there was a drunken domestic disturbance in the hall outside my door at 3 a.m. that threatened to hurt me as well and didn't disappear until I called security who was in no hurry to deal.
ddriver

Trad climber
SLC, UT
May 3, 2013 - 10:02am PT
At least, I think it was a puppy.
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