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3 common travel disasters

Every travel enthusiast will agree that nothing can match the feeling of planning and undertaking the trip of your dreams. Amidst all the joy and excitement, it’s hard to believe that anything can ruin your mood and spoil your plans, but inconveniences can always come up. Travel disasters are always lurking, but if you prepare well for these situations, there’s nothing to worry about. Here are three common travel disasters that can afflict you on the road and how to deal with them.read post

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Do You Need to Call CSI When Checking Into This Room?

Maybe it's just the eight hour drive through a construction plagued highway 99. Could be the post-midnight tiredness setting in, the disappointment of realizing our hotel is 10 miles outside of the town they said they're in the middle of or a "suite" that consists of a 2-foot barrier between the bed and sofabed. Could be any of those things but I'm still a bit miffed by the two apparent blood stains in the middle of the obviously unchanged sheets on my son's bed. What happens next after this…

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  • Forget your other "horror" stories: THIS is true horror, at least for me.

    A true hotel horror story, from the age of service cutbacks: a little boy finds a used condom tucked into the sheets, blows it up as a balloon, and comes down with some unidentified infection in his mouth. This, of course, makes the stories of rampant bed bugs pale. Not to mention the occasional stories about black-light inspections of hotel rooms that reveal various icky substances over all kinds of surfaces.

    How can hotels get away with this, to squeeze a few more pennies of profit out of their business? Shoujld there not be state inspectors running unannounced white-glove tests? How many people, and especially children, have to get sick or be eaten alive by bedbugs before something is done?
  • We finish our trip report for Chicago today on The World on Wheels. Wrigley, White Sox, pizza, and...Sue! The finale is now online: http://tinyurl.com/yk22j5m
    Why is this in horror stories? You'll see....
  • Hey folks, a fellow travel journalist, Hailey Ratigan, is looking for holiday travel horror stories from travelers for an October 5th deadline. Specifically, she's looking for stories about winter/early spring holidays spent abroad that
    didn't turn out as expected -- ideally humorous. Also tips from savvy
    travelers on enjoying holidays abroad. Responses should specify if
    traveler was alone, on business, or with family. Include location, holiday,
    and sentence or two on how things turned out.

    Any juicy stories out there? Post them here!
  • Imagine if you had stayed there. Next time try serenading with a hearty rendition of Dueling Banjos, or at least Chattanooga Choo Choo.
  • OK, here's another one.

    Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, circa 1999. The fear of Y2K hung thick in the air as I drove around the foothills of the Smoky Mountains looking for the cheapest beds in town for Arthur Frommer's Budget Travel magazine. Let me say upfront, I LOVED Tennessee. The landscapes were spectacular, the barbeque was great, and most of the locals were living monuments to Southern hospitality.

    However.

    I should've known something was amiss at one particular out-of-the-way motel I pulled up to when I saw the torn screen on the door leading to the office. Not that I have anything against torn screens, but on a motel door, it conjures up images of the Mothman flying through in the middle of the night and throttling you in your sleep. Not a good scene.

    Anyway, as I stepped in, a burly man in a worn plaid shirt looked up from whatever he was doing at the time and gave me a good once-over. I launched into my standard cheerful "Good morning, Sir, I'm here to review your property for Arthur Frommer's Budget Travel, and --"

    Before I could finish the sentence, the man jumped up from his seat and roared at me: "Git the hayl off my property! If I could sue you f***ers I would!!!"

    Well, I'd never received such a cordial welcome in all my life, so I promptly skedaddled before he could grab his shotgun. What was going through that man's mind? Had he been jilted by a travel writer? Had his dreams of writing for a glamorous rag been dashed in his youth? Or did he not want me to find the bodies? I'll never know, but I'll always remember the innkeeper in the plaid shirt as one of the more colorful bruises from my writing career.
  • That's true. And I make sure to keep a positive attitude when I travel, because it seems to get more painful every trip lately. I've been through the gammit - long delays sitting on planes with no air, food or water & then they end up not even taking off, so you have to spend the night. I've been stuck in snowstorms, thunderstorms, hail storms, icestorms, made up storms. And no one seems to care. The only time it really bothers me is when the delays are so long that you miss your connection & have to figure out how you're going to actually get to your destination in time to make the trip worth it.
    But, I still really DO love to travel. Both business and pleasure. So I'm resigned to taking the good with the bad.
  • Andrea, I had a similar experience. Travel can be such a pain sometimes! But when I get where I'm going I usually have such a great time I forget all about the airports and hassles.
  • The barfing bit reminded me of a flight from Fort Launderdale to New York/LGA this past spring. I almost hesitate to claim it as a true "horror story," since the flight was relatively short, but it certainly was massively annoying at the time.

    I was seated in a row directly behind an Orthodox Jewish family, and the father spent an inordinate amount of time davening and winding/unwinding phylacteries and other such accoutrements. That wasn't remotely the issue. It was the kids. While he was doing all this, and the wife sitting there smiling vacantly, right alongside them their little boy and girl were endlessly and loudly babbling, were were never buckled, and were literally jumping up and down on their seats like mini-trampolines. Then they started literally climbing over the seat backs, at several points sticking legs and arms directly in my face. A flight attendant came once or twice to ask the parents to exert some control, with little noticeable effect. The highlight came when suddenly the little girl leaned over and spewed all over her father's lap -- that added a pleasant little olfactory kicker to the whole sensory experience.

    To add insult to injury, I was traveling with my small dog, who sometimes gets nervous on takeoffs and landings. So I zipped open his carry bag a tiny bit to reach in and scratch his head reassuringly, and a flight attendant, who was on a jumpseat nearby, said to me, "you're trying to get me fired, aren't you? That's against FAA regulations." I stared at her incredulously, motioned to the row in front, where the kids were still bouncing off everything in sight, and replied, "how many regulations do you think that's breaking?" Ah, the joys of mass travel in the early 21st century...
  • We laughed our way through most of it & just chalked it up as another adventure. Nothing really bad happened & it was really more funny than anything else. I also have the attitude that you just have to go with the flow when you travel. It's the spontaneous stuff that usually makes the trip memorable. It also falls into the category of - "you just can't make this shit up", which is why I'd be a terrible fiction writer.
  • Wow. I think your horror story may be worse than mine, Andrea. I mean, a stranger's puke on your lap, or endless flight delays and no luggage? It's kind of a toss-up......
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