The final straw came when he tried to involve me in a shady investment scheme. I broke up with him, but the memory of that hotel stay still haunts me. Story 2 – My dad checked into a first-floor room at a hotel. After unpacking, he opened the curtains—and found a man hiding there. My dad quickly left, went to the front desk, and explained. It turned out the man had just robbed a nearby place and entered through an open window.
Story 3 – I found a hidden camera in our Airbnb bedroom. When we covered it, the owner burst in at 2 a.m., furious, explaining it was for security. Though we understood his paranoia due to local thefts, his behavior was unnerving. We left the next morning, feeling shaken, and warned future guests. Story 4 – I needed a hotel for my daughter’s gymnastics competition. I booked one with good reviews, but when we arrived, the place felt eerie. The lobby was dim, the room was filthy, and the parking lot was pitch black. Even the front desk clerk admitted how terrible the motel was. It was a nightmarish stay, and I quickly canceled. Story 5 – Years ago, I stayed at a hotel with my boyfriend, but it turned out to be under construction. It was being converted into a senior residence. The room was already adapted for accessibility, with emergency assistance cords everywhere, and the bed was extremely uncomfortable. It was nothing like the website had promised