Let me start: So basically I was in really cheap, crappy hotel which had a pool but the walls around it had some really bad mold. The first room I got smelt like cigarette smoke and the sheets had stains all over it. The second room was MUCH better thank god.
I yanked the room door open from the inside, forgetting that the latch was still on.
The door frame moulding pulled right off of the wall. The latch was only attached to the moulding and not the wall behind it.
We found a frog in our room once. That’s the one and only time I’ve gone back to the front desk and said “get me another room”.
Side note: I’m British so it was a lot more polite than that. Conflict is not our jam.
Had a similar experience in London for 1 night for work, except it was a huge cockroach. I had never seen a cockroach that black and that big before, and didn’t know how much of a phobia I had of them. Noticed a swarm of them on the ground outside the window of my room, the only room on the ground floor with a fire exit to this cockroach-filled area with a wide gap on the bottom… Couldn’t get another room, so I just left lmao. Thankfully I was able to crash at a coworker’s place just before the tube closed, otherwise I would’ve slept on a bench in Paddington station.
In hindsight I should’ve gone full “I want to speak to the manager” mode because it was fucking disgusting. I’m also never staying at somewhere in Paddington again - what a shithole.