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We often see travelers revealing the good, the bad, and the downright ugly sides of exploring new places. From breathtaking sunsets to nights that turned into disasters, their stories show both the magic and the mayhem of travel. These honest insights can be surprisingly helpful when deciding where and how to plan your next trip.
That’s why today, we’ve gathered some real-life stories from people answering, “What’s the worst place you’ve ever had to spend the night?” From sleeping in bathtubs to resting in pickup trucks, these travel tales remind us that every journey comes with its share of unexpected detours. Keep scrolling, you might just pick up a few lessons for your next adventure.
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#1
I had a boat chartered to drop me off on a small island, and was scheduled to pick us up the next day.
As it turns out, we weren't able to get off the beach onto the actual island because of a razor sharp barnacle wall surrounding the whole area, so we were trapped on a sand bar until the next morning.
So unfortunately, as night fell, the tide started rising, and only a tiny sliver of the sand bar stayed above sea level. The ground was soaking wet and sopped through the tent we were sleeping in, but to add insult to injury, turns out the sand bar was also a huge horseshoe crab mating ground. So the rest of the night we basically were wet, cold, and being swarmed by horseshoe crabs mating against our tent.
Truely one of my worst nights.
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#2
IN A TREE! Had a rafting accident and the three of us ended up spending 18 hours (overnight) hanging on to tree branches in the middle of an over flowing river until we were rescued the next morning by the swift water rescue team. We took turns sleeping as the other two grabbed on so we would not fall in. Picture us in no shoes, shorts and t-shirts as the temp dropped down below 50 degrees that night. Made the front page of the local newspaper, our 15 minutes of fame I guess.
#3
The Astrodome during hurricane Rita. I got to use a trash can as a toilet with an audience of dozens and that was one of the nicer parts of that week.
Visiting and exploring a new place can be thrilling, refreshing, and sometimes a little chaotic too. From the excitement of discovering hidden cafes to snapping that perfect sunset photo, travel gives us stories to cherish.
But, before the adventure begins, there’s a little behind-the-scenes magic, planning. Whether it’s booking the right flights, sorting local transport, or finding a stay that matches your vibe (and budget), a little preparation goes a long way. After all, no one wants unexpected “surprises” on vacation, especially not from the hotel room!
#4
A friend's place. We weren't that close. It was high school and she just got back from hospital for mental problems. She was in and out the whole time I knew her. But she was happy to be out but also very lonely so I slept over.
She lived in an apartment with her parents but the place was a wreck. Trash everywhere, dirty dishes. But the worst of it was they didn't potty train their little dog so it would pee all over the kitchen and they would just put a paper towel over it. The kitchen was covered in paper towels 🤢🤢
I tried to not go in the kitchen but I knew the urine was tracked everywhere. What really got me was when the dog stepped in her bowl of hamburger helper and she laughed and kept eating it anyway.
#5
A homeless shelter in San Francisco that made you sit in an uncomfortable metal chair at a table to sleep if you didn't have a "bed". I would have rather slept on the floor or even outdoors than do that again. By morning my back was so sore I could hardly move.
Sarah Belt 4 weeks ago
A person's worth should not be judged based on the amount of money they earn. Food, healthcare, housing, water, etc should be human rights, especially in such a "rich" and "powerful" country ffs
#6
In 2007, after a 12-hour van ride that should have taken 3 (delays due to bus riots), I crossed the Nepali-Indian border into Bihar, one of the poorest states, at 3AM. We were immediately robbed, and, without any cash except for a $10 bill my buddy had in his shoe. The ONLY place that would take our money was completely destitute. Upon opening the door, we were greeted by dozens of rats that had absolutely no fear of humans. They were on top of the broken TV, climbing the drapes, etc.
We went to bed that night, defeated, knowing we'd be covered in rats.
Stardust she/her 4 weeks ago
Dude, Bihar has the reputation it does for a reason :/ people from that state have stolen entire bridges at some point
To understand what really makes or breaks a trip, we spoke with Swati Jain, who works with the Mumbai branch of Kesari Tours, one of India’s trusted travel companies. The company has won several awards, including the India Travel Awards 2025: Voted Best International Tour Operator of the Year. They have helped thousands of travelers plan their dream vacations.
Swati, who has been in the travel industry for over two decades, shared how drastically travel planning has evolved. “Things are so much easier now,” she says with a laugh. “Scouting for accommodation is a few clicks away today. Earlier, we had to send people physically to check places out before confirming bookings. It was time-consuming and unpredictable.” According to her, while technology has made planning convenient, it’s also made travelers a bit too trusting of online reviews and pictures, which can sometimes be… deceptive.
#7
Used to live with a guy up in Hayden alabama, mid July and the a/c goes out, it was supposed to rain all week with about 80% humidity coupled with 95+ temperature outside.
The house turned into a swamp, we opened all the windows and doors, turned on every fan we could find and still it was just awful. The bedroom was so hot we couldn't use it so we slept on the couches which were so soaked by the end of the day that you could press your hand into it and your hand would come up wet.
Sara Frazer 4 weeks ago
I live in the Pacific Northwest; in the most northwest state you can be in the continental US..crack all the jokes you want about the rain (I'm laying in bed listening to the rain on the roof right now!) but in the last several years my closest family members have all moved south, for one unfortunate reason or another (trust me they all regret it and say so regularly)....I have spent a decent amount of time moving around the coastal south while visiting them and the humidity is SO different from the precipitation up here. Humidity is a different beast entirely. It's so gross and sticky. A couple family members have asked me to move closer... Nope. I hate that relentless sticky heat that makes your breathing feel labored. I'll pay extra cost of living for the comfort, coolness, way less orange bàstàrd flags and women actually being treated like human beings :3
#8
Cabin at a camp in central Alaska. Got insanely cold and my sleeping bag wasn’t cutting it. Tried to put like a foam sleeping pad on top of me not knowing that the sleeping bag let all my sweat out and it covered the foam pad completely soaking me, which then pretty much froze.
Nadine Debard 4 weeks ago
Happened to me, I laid on my stomach with both arms under my body (against my stomach), not comfortable but warm.
#9
A hoarder's house when I was 10. We thankfully stayed at a motel the next night. That was the beginning of me becoming a germaphobe.
“Finding good accommodation takes patience,” Swati emphasizes. “It’s not always easy to find the perfect spot that checks all your boxes. We have to consider location, safety, and comfort, and of course, budget. A 3-star in one country might feel like a 1-star in another, so managing expectations is key.” Her team often filters dozens of listings before narrowing them down to a handful that meet the right balance between affordability and experience.
#10
A tent in rural Cambodia, next to a river. The site had lamps set up by the tents, one of which was almost directly above mine. I could see thousands of mosquitoes attracted to the light through the mesh area at the top of my tent, and hundreds crawling on the outside of the tent itself. I went around my tent multiple times ensuring every single zip was shut as tight as possible, wiping as much of the inside surface as I possibly could with repellant wipes, and still, somehow, mosquitoes kept managing to find their way in - one every few minutes.
I had already had two almost-sleepless nights at this point, so if it wasn't for complete physical exhaustion there's no way I would have managed to get the 20 minutes of sleep I eventually managed just before 05:00 in the morning.
PunnyPanda 3 weeks ago
Had our first overnight on an island in Maine for an Outward Bound sailing trip. We only had sleeping bags. Mosquitos were swarming and divebombing into out peanut butter sandwiches by the dozens faster than we could make them. Spent the night with our mummy style bags pulled tight around our noses and mouths, hoping to protect ourselves but still breathe. Got back to the boat in the morning and our instructors were like, "why is everyone's face covered in bites?" Turns out they thought we'd be fine since they hadn't chosen "Mosquito Island" as planned... they chose the island next to it.
#11
Went to YMCA camp when I was 12 at Catalina Island. In the middle of the first night, feral hogs came trampling through and destroyed the tent I was in and I got stomped on. At least tusks didn’t get me.
#12
When I was 14, my whole extended family was on vacation, and there was one night where all the adults went drinking. Since I was old enough to stay up with them but not drink, I went to bed when everybody else left. Because I’m the youngest of three, I got the pull out Cot in our hotel room, while my parents and two older sisters shared the other two queen beds in the room. My drunk uncle crashed our room that night and shared the cot with me. To make things worse, I was under the sheets and he was sleeping on top of the sheets on his side of the cot, meaning I couldn’t pull them off of myself to get out. So I spent the night cramped in between my drunk uncle, the edge of my parents bed and trapped under bed sheets And couldn’t escape. 😴Good story though!
Barbara Panda 4 weeks ago
Got to admit...that's not the way I thought it would end starting with a drunk uncle in a kids bed.
Swati also warns travelers not to get swayed by glowing reviews alone. “I believe sometimes reviews can be misleading,” she admits. “A few years ago, for a youth tour in Spain, we booked a hotel based purely on its five-star feedback online. But when we arrived, it was terrible! Later, we learned they gave free shots at the reception in exchange for positive reviews.” She laughs at the memory, “It’s a good reminder, always read between the lines, and never assume that ratings tell the whole story.”
#14
In the bathtub in a hotel room. There were 4 people to the room and only 2 beds.
#15
Under a pickup truck in a pouring rain. I was hitchhiking and had no money or a place to stay.
Bobert Robertson 4 weeks ago (edited)
Lol way back one time at summer camp we did a trip to an island where we kids could split in groups of 4 in our own tents. My group had a bright idea to set up on a slight slope so our feet would be slightly downhill. At about 13 years old seemed comfortable. What we didnt notice was the slope to one side. Middle of the night we woke up to realize two things. 1. It was raining, not a big deal except for 2. My buddy on the outside edge started to slide down the slope at the side we didnt notice, causing the tent to go from about 8 feet wide to about 24 feet wide, so my friend was downhill, tent basically flattened from that, and we were all basically getting waterboarded by the roof of the tent pressing on our faces combined with the pouring rain. Hahaha great memories
“Another important thing to consider is location,” Swati advises. “Usually, if the hotel is in a sketchy or far-off area, that’s already a red flag. You might get cheaper rates, but safety and accessibility come first. A good neighborhood not only makes you feel at ease but also saves time and money on local travel. Plus, it’s much easier to explore on foot or find decent food nearby when you’re in a central area.”
Then come the amenities, those little comforts that can turn a stay from stressful to smooth. “Always check what’s included,” Swati says. “Today, everyone expects reliable Wi-Fi, clean bathrooms, and at least basic air conditioning or heating. Also, check the room size! Sometimes photos make it look spacious, but when you arrive, it’s barely enough for your luggage. Don’t hesitate to message the property for clarification before booking.”
#16
I had a 17 hour layover in the Reykjavik airport one time. I tried to schedule some things to do so that I wouldn't be stuck there for the full time, but they got canceled due to weather.
If you've never been to the Iceland airport, there's not much to do. Doubly so on the pre-security screening side. Well, we landed and walked for a while, but about 2 a.m. I just couldn't do it any longer. I found a spot in a corner, out of the way, and lay down with my head on my bag.
At 5, I was awakened by a security guard screaming at me that I had to get up, that they didn't allow people to lie on the floor. She also had an empty plastic bottle in her hand, and she was banging it against her other hand about an inch from my nose.
I staggered over to a bench and tried to sleep, but those benches are hard as bricks and uncomfortable as all get out. I spent the next 5 hours or so in a constant state of half-asleep, half alive of fatigue. I don't think I've ever been more miserable.
The plus side was that the flight to Boston from Iceland went pretty quickly thanks to the Benadryl and rum combined with that fatigue. I woke myself up snoring on the plane while the flight attendants were giving the speech about how to wear seat belts. I don't remember much after that until we landed.
#17
Llano State Park in Junction, TX.
I was five months pregnant and enormous (FWIW, it was all belly... people who approached me from behind were always shocked to find out I was pregnant. Always told me, "It's a boy, isn't it?" Yes, twas a 12+ lb baby boy) Anyway.... it was Memorial Day weekend and we decided to go camping. We had the one baby in the oven, an 18 month old "Max", and a ten year old "Jake".
Why we thought this was a good idea, I'll never know. Chalk it up to rose tinted glasses. We live in the Houston area. The drive alone was arduous enough. We get there though, and it's lovely and wind blown and wild. We set up camp and the balmy ninety degree temps take a nose dive. Well, we had sleeping bags but this cold was relentless. Plus it was windy. And Max kept crying and crying, something he never did. He was always a chill child. But from the moment we set up camp he had become clingy and fussy and now that night had fallen he was full on wailing.
We didn't know how to handle a crying child. Hand to God, he had never cried like this before. We never had to comfort him. We had no clue what to do besides hold him close and rock him gently.
He didn't seem to be sick. No fever. He wasn't prone to ear infections and his ears didn't seem to be bothering him. He was dressed warmly, unlike the rest of us.
It was full on dark, just past nine, when a park ranger rolled into our campsite. He said he was going to have to ask us to leave if Max didn't settle down because we were disrupting quiet time.
So we gathered our things and bundled into our truck. As soon as we were in the truck Max stfu.
He began baby talking and leaned into me and snap! fell asleep. We waited a beat and then moved back to the tent, which we hadn't dismantled yet. We had just begun to settle down when he woke and began to cry again, this time with renewed vigor. We went back to the truck. I told my husband he and Jake should go ahead and sleep in the tent and I would stay in the truck with Max, the screamer. Quietly, they did just that. A couple of minutes later Max woke up screaming again. He didnt settle down until my husband and Jake got back into the truck.
We resigned ourselves to a long, uncomfortable night cramped in the truck. I needed to pee, but didn't dare leave because I thought Max would wake up crying again. Max slept through the night.
As soon as dawn broke we packed up the rest of our stuff and in the midst of doing that my husband saw fresh, large piles of animal scat behind the area where our tent had been pitched.
Now there haven't been bears, wolves or mountain lions in Texas in decades. But that was one big pile.
Maybe Max knew something we didn't know. In any case... that was THE most uncomfortable, long night ever.
Sorry for the lengthy post.
#18
My godfather was an antiques and art dealer, and would pay me to spend the night camped out in front of estate sales to get the first spot. The brokers who ran the sales would issue numbers in the morning, letting buyers (usually professional dealers) in one at a time, so as not to create chaos in someones home. So the first one there would make a list and put it on their windshield, and the other dealers or their proxies would sign it and take their spot, like waiting for concert tickets. My godfather would usually work alone, but would occasionally partner with some other dealers who dealt in other wares.
One especially big sale, he needed me way early and I sat from noon until 8am, with two other proxies. One was a nice lady who worked with one of his partners, the other was a guy that went to high school with my mom and was an unmedicated schizophrenic. It started snowing around 2pm, and by dark it was coming down heavy, like 1-2" per hour. She was quiet and nice, but he was getting increasingly bizarre, ranting about how the Mississippi froze over in 1979 and that's why coyotes were all over the NYC tristate area. We nodded politely, and shared a concerned look.
At 4am, he woke us up screaming about how it wasn't fair that "she took [his] kids" and how Lyndon LaRouche was gonna help him get them back. He then opened the door, and ran out into the shin-high snow without his coat and disappeared into the dark. As far as I know, he never had any kids. I never heard what happened to him, but I got a story and $200 for the ordeal.
When it comes to travel bookings, Swati’s golden rule is simple: flexibility is everything. “We always book places that have free cancellation options,” she shares. “Plans can change, especially with group tours or during uncertain weather. Having the flexibility to modify or cancel without penalty gives you peace of mind. It’s better to pay a little extra upfront than lose the entire amount if something goes wrong.”
#19
My aunties house. She collects dolls. Antique, creepy dolls. Her guest room doubled up as one of her doll storage rooms.
Imagine being in a room with hundreds of creepy dolls on shelves all around the room, all staring at you. Didn't help that her house is victorian and weirdly laid out. Her living room was ground floor, and then you'd go down a steep set of stairs into the basement (which is where the guest room was..) this led out to her back yard, weird house built on a weird slope.
I couldn't move from fear, I literally lay there all night terrified to move incase one of the dolls moved. 😂 Branches hitting against the window and the rattling of her heating pipes helped make it a very horrific night.
I refused to ever sleep there again, so she introduced me to the other guest room (that I didn't know existed) and this room was first floor, zero dolls, pretty pleasant place to sleep. Why did she torment me with the doll room 😂😂.
#20
I slept in a hotel bathroom with wet toilet paper in my ears once when I was a stupid kid. I was sharing a room with my dad and my brother, both of whom were terrible snorers (my dad at least has a CPAP now and my brother's estranged, so two problems solved). I couldn't sleep, couldn't handle the snoring... so I went in the bathroom, wadded up some toilet paper, wet it, jammed it in my ears, and tried my best to get some sleep. Wouldn't recommend, did some long-term damage to one eardum from a bit of toilet paper that was stuck on there for years afterward.
#21
Some crummy motel in Montana. We had started a road trip and I could tell I was the only person of color to come through that place for years probably. The maintenance guy followed me into my room and gave me some story about checking to see if the cable was working. Other staff and guests were sizing me up.
I triple locked my door and the window, and I slept with my pocket knife under my pillow that night.
At the end of the day, your accommodation plays a huge role in shaping your overall travel experience. “You want to be well-rested,” Swati says warmly. “You’ll be out exploring all day: walking, sightseeing, taking in new experiences. When you finally return, you deserve a clean, cozy space where you can relax. No one wants to come back to a smelly or noisy room after an amazing day out. Comfort matters, no matter your budget.”
#23
A tent on top of a bald mountain top in the fall, during a torrential downpour. I had to *sleep* in about 4 inches of freezing water.
#24
I went on a safari in South Africa and I had to stay in some random woman’s house before we were picked up by the tour company in the morning. Fairly near to Kruger National park “accomodation” was provided the night before the tour began.
Arrived at about 6pm after travelling all day. There was nothing to eat, nowhere to go to eat and a lady who seemed a bit crazy. She had a baby with her who roamed freely without even a nappy on through the house?! That creeped me out because my partner and I weren’t the only strangers coming and going so anything could have happened to him.
The house was filthy, the woman had no concept of personal space, I was starving, had to sleep on a mattress that smelled of other people and then in the morning she laid out a “breakfast buffet” that was one piece of toast and a cornflakes box her naked baby was eating from. Followed by more of her bizarre conversation and baby doing nudie runs.
I have backpacked before and always enjoyed the freedom of being able to explore and do what I want. This was the first “tour” I’ve ever done. Thankfully it was only one night and morning.
As Swati sums it up, “Good travel memories aren’t just made from the places you visit, but also how you feel throughout the journey.” Whether you’re planning a quick weekend getaway or a month-long adventure abroad, finding the right accommodation is important. So, remember, the right stay doesn’t just give you a bed; it gives you a base for beautiful stories to begin.”
#25
The balcony at my best friend's party one night. Got drunk and decided to black out at the wooden bench while it was raining. Got sick the next day.
#26
Cheapest Airbnb in Tokyo. Was disgusting. Moved to the four seasons after a few days to spend time cleaning in the day spa for a few days.
#27
Our own house after a hurricane knocked out the power to the whole area for 5 days in the middle of a Florida summer and there was no a/c, not even a fan to move the hot dense air around. It was impossible to get any sleep since it was so humid and miserable.
(for those of you not familiar, air conditioning in Florida is not a "luxury', it's a vital "requirement to live" just as much as food, water, and oxygen to breathe).
And these posts perfectly show how travel plans don’t always go as expected, sometimes, you end up sleeping or staying in the strangest places imaginable! Have you ever had a weird or unforgettable stay while traveling? Share this with your favorite travel buddy — as a laugh, a warning, or maybe even a reminder to double-check those reviews next time!
#29
I lived in Baton Rouge when Hurricane Ike hit Texas in 2008. We didn't get much rain but the power got knocked out in parts of the city for a few days.
The first night, I came in and found out my Louisiana apartment had no AC in early September which was still quite warm. I tried to sleep in my apartment, I sweated through my clothes in a matter of minutes, so then I went to work to sleep in my office, but my manager and his extended family quite literally taken every in of floorspace.
I tried to sleep in a church, no one was allowed to sleep in the structure unless they were formally registering as a storm refugee - which they had a handful from Texas.
Finally at around 2 am I gave up slept in my car with the window cracked down. Incredibly muggy and eaten by mosquitos.
#30
Me and my mom like to travel around the world. We were going to Las Vegas when they delayed the flight. It was delayed until the next day! We had to sleep in the airport on a bench in a restaurant, and fortunately the restaurant owner let us. I'm sorry for all the homeless people who have to sleep in cold, dirty places, and people who don't have much of a home.
#32
An apartment in Midtown, Manhattan.
I should've figured that the prices they were offering were incredibly low for a place 1 minute away from Bryant Park, but I still booked it anyway for 4 nights.
It smelled terribly, it didn't feel safe, the whole building felt like it was still being built, only 1 of the elevators was actually (barely) functioning, the bathroom door didn't fully open because the sink was on the way and my gf at the time didn't believe it, but I'm pretty sure that even the floor was a bit crooked.
A couple of weeks after returning home I searched for the place on Booking and it was gone. Upon further research I found out that it was actually closed because if infringed a bunch of safety rules in NYC...
#33
The worst was getting locked inside the organ blower room.
I was resting on the sexton's sofa in that room late in the afternoon, having a nap before choir rehearsals later in the day day.
The sexton unwittingly locked me in the room (a deadbolt on the door) before he went home for the day. So there I was - just the organ blower and me.
#35
Visited my grandma during the festival and all rooms were taken. We couldn’t even merge 2 sofa chairs and use as a bed(was a kid back then) so me and my brother had to go to my grandmas cousin who’s a hoarder. She had a folding bed in this room she probably didn’t open in 5 years. So much dust everywhere. She opened the window for me and my brother and put clean sheets. I didn’t sleep a wink all night as mice kept running over my feet and right in front of my face on the edge of the bed. It was the worst thing ever.
Huddo's sister 3 weeks ago
That reminds me of staying at my pop's place, when his eyesight and bipolar got bad. Hearing mice running around when I was trying to sleep led to a fear I still have 25 years later.
#36
My tent got rained out on a trip so I had to ask someone I didnt know if I could bunk with them. On top of the awkwardness, I didnt have a sleeping bag because it was soaked. Not a very fun time.
Huddo's sister 3 weeks ago
One time when I was camping my tent sprung a leak and everything in it was saturated. I had to sleep in my brother's car, with the backseats folded down and some jackets as bedding. Wasn't as uncomfortable as I expected, but being surrounded by windows meant I was woken up even earlier than I normally do when camping. I was upset I had to rewrite my recipe book that had gotten wet.
#37
Bed of my truck on a hunting trip where I was absolutely demolished by mosquitos.
#38
In a closet with a dust-filled bed with rats in a Brooklyn 10-person shared apartment. HELL.
#39
My family of 6 and our Belgian malinois slept in a kia sorento because my in laws kicked us out, we just moved to Texas from Ohio and it was miserable.
#40
In 2002, I slept for about ten hours on a rather disgusting convention hall’s barely carpeted concrete floors.
It was the end result after being awake for 5 days and underestimating a tourist attraction’s hotel market.
Was a pretty good sleep all things considered.
#41
Chicago O’Hare International Airport ... or maybe in my truck on Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado. Both were interesting experiences.
What do you think ?
Paul C. 4 weeks ago
Many years ago stayed in Jersey, UK had a flight really early back home. So we thought we would sleep in the airport reception. 11 o'clock they kicked us out. Being rather drunk, thought we would sleep on the other side of a hedge. All good until we woke up and realised it was a roundabout!
Catharina Geerts 3 weeks ago
Being crowded by mosquitos is really hell, even if the place itself is good and clean. But maybe the worst was when I was on the road in Ecuador in the evening, near a busstation, and the bus I needed, would come early next morning. There was a hotel next to the station, which had only one free room. This was cold and reeked damp and almost moldy. The sheets and everything felt as if it was all moist. And overpriced, too. I was exhausted, so I spend the night there, but they had no shower either, so the next day was very shameful because I could smell my clothes, my hair and myself, gross! Poor fellow travellers.
Hassel Davidhoff 4 weeks ago
Slept a night in a large corrugated iron shed with no insulation in the depths of the brutal Tasmanian winter after partying with friends. I was all of 20 at the time. There was a tiny heater at one end of the place but it was the opposite end from where I was sleeping. That was a fücken cold night. I've slept in everything from sketchy squats to some pretty opulent resorts in my time, but I've never slept that cold before or since.
DeoManus Argentem 4 weeks ago
My buddy and I were 19, just graduated high-school and were backpacking around Europe for the summer, arrived in Frankfurt. Went to the visitor center to get help finding a youth hostel, but apparently there was a big soccer game that night between Germany and Turkey, so the cheapest place was 400€! (We were kids on a budget, used to spending around 10€) So we decided to just explore the city. At night after the game ended rioting started, so we found a quiet park to chill in, but police found us, searched us, and asked for ID. We showed them our Florida DLs and they looked at us like we were crazy, asked for passports. Explained our passports were in lockers at the train station, they said, "train station is closed" - I said, "I know, otherwise that's where we'd be." Luckily they let us go. Ended up just walking around all night till morning and gtfo out of there.
Bartlet for world domination 4 weeks ago
Returning home from a holiday, in a room that the pet sitter had locked all the cats into, as I understood the next morning. I was exhausted, so I slept, but I woke up covered in flea bites.
V 4 weeks ago
Inside (and outside) airports. On planes, buses, coaches. In massive dorms in cheap hostels. On really uncomfortable couches at friends houses (why do the arms of some couches have to be so high and so hard?). But one that stands out was when we went camping one time and at 1 am out daughter turned in to Mr Creosote. Luckily it was our last night.
Rose the Cook 4 weeks ago
In the car on top of suitcases and boxes. My wedding night with my first husband while his mother, sister and brother in law slept in a motel. They had come from another state to our wedding and we were going to live in their home state. That was to become my life until I divorced him. I did without while his family lived in comfort.
nottheactualphoto 4 weeks ago
Sleeping in a planter at the Port Authority, waiting for my bus to come. OK, that's actually a song lyric. But it seemed appropriate.
Paul C. 4 weeks ago
Many years ago stayed in Jersey, UK had a flight really early back home. So we thought we would sleep in the airport reception. 11 o'clock they kicked us out. Being rather drunk, thought we would sleep on the other side of a hedge. All good until we woke up and realised it was a roundabout!
Catharina Geerts 3 weeks ago
Being crowded by mosquitos is really hell, even if the place itself is good and clean. But maybe the worst was when I was on the road in Ecuador in the evening, near a busstation, and the bus I needed, would come early next morning. There was a hotel next to the station, which had only one free room. This was cold and reeked damp and almost moldy. The sheets and everything felt as if it was all moist. And overpriced, too. I was exhausted, so I spend the night there, but they had no shower either, so the next day was very shameful because I could smell my clothes, my hair and myself, gross! Poor fellow travellers.
Hassel Davidhoff 4 weeks ago
Slept a night in a large corrugated iron shed with no insulation in the depths of the brutal Tasmanian winter after partying with friends. I was all of 20 at the time. There was a tiny heater at one end of the place but it was the opposite end from where I was sleeping. That was a fücken cold night. I've slept in everything from sketchy squats to some pretty opulent resorts in my time, but I've never slept that cold before or since.
DeoManus Argentem 4 weeks ago
My buddy and I were 19, just graduated high-school and were backpacking around Europe for the summer, arrived in Frankfurt. Went to the visitor center to get help finding a youth hostel, but apparently there was a big soccer game that night between Germany and Turkey, so the cheapest place was 400€! (We were kids on a budget, used to spending around 10€) So we decided to just explore the city. At night after the game ended rioting started, so we found a quiet park to chill in, but police found us, searched us, and asked for ID. We showed them our Florida DLs and they looked at us like we were crazy, asked for passports. Explained our passports were in lockers at the train station, they said, "train station is closed" - I said, "I know, otherwise that's where we'd be." Luckily they let us go. Ended up just walking around all night till morning and gtfo out of there.
Bartlet for world domination 4 weeks ago
Returning home from a holiday, in a room that the pet sitter had locked all the cats into, as I understood the next morning. I was exhausted, so I slept, but I woke up covered in flea bites.
V 4 weeks ago
Inside (and outside) airports. On planes, buses, coaches. In massive dorms in cheap hostels. On really uncomfortable couches at friends houses (why do the arms of some couches have to be so high and so hard?). But one that stands out was when we went camping one time and at 1 am out daughter turned in to Mr Creosote. Luckily it was our last night.
Rose the Cook 4 weeks ago
In the car on top of suitcases and boxes. My wedding night with my first husband while his mother, sister and brother in law slept in a motel. They had come from another state to our wedding and we were going to live in their home state. That was to become my life until I divorced him. I did without while his family lived in comfort.
nottheactualphoto 4 weeks ago
Sleeping in a planter at the Port Authority, waiting for my bus to come. OK, that's actually a song lyric. But it seemed appropriate.
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