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.
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.