The "Ramada" where we stayed in Orlando was infested with mould I literally could not plug in the hair dryer because the power point had mould in the socket and then we had to have air con on because of the humidity and well lets just say we pretty much pumped mould through our lungs! It was so bad in one room a contikian complained as she found mould behind her headboard and apparantly the staff were all "and what's your question..." needless to say I re-dubbed the place the Ramoulda which brought some giggles followed by a hearty chesty cough.
Then as we moved on to Cocoa Beach to another hotel we found our room stunk of smoke even though they were all non smoking rooms. Bear in mind I'm asthmatic and if there is one thing Stacey hates in this world it's smoking but more importantly the smell of smoke in a pillow is nothing short of torture. As I awoke in the morning I discovered why the room was smokey...the hotel staff smoke right outside our door! so at this moment in time I would like to say thank you Western Australia for making some of the strictest smoking laws in the world. Needless to say I dubbed this place smokey-joe's.
Then in St Augustine we had yet another Smokey-joe room followed by hearty coughs, lack of sleep and pure crankiness. We were telling some of the lads about it and they then told us their blankets stunk of urine so the question was what would you prefer urine or smoke?
I just remembered this whole saga as I was trying to figure why we looked so shattered in Georgia and then it all came flooding back to me!
~JBomb
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