One summer, my family went to Busch Gardens and Water Country USA in Virginia. Obviously, we stayed at a hotel. However, this was the CRAPPIEST hotel I've ever been in for centuries (not that I'm that old). You see, the hotel I was in was disgusting!
As we prepared for bed, I stripped the top sheet of the bed. I felt the white bed sheet underneath it, I'm very particular about my sleeping commodities. I was expecting it to be nice and dry, but it was damp! Yes, DAMP! I was horrified, how could a 3-star hotel have damp bedsheets? Ever so slowly, I touched the pillow, it was also damp. This was unbelievable. I checked the other bed, it was also damp. Was this a dream? I pinched myself but did not wake up, this was the ugly truth.
As a clever girl, I used a blanket I had to cover the white bed sheet (which I washed when we got home). I also covered the pillow with the towel (which I washed at the hotel). However, the only humorous thing was that the towel smelled like salmon, and I was dreaming about salmon all through the night.
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