The endless combination of: different bed, different sheets, different pillow, different smells, stomping feet sounds, slamming door sounds, talking/yelling/squealing, different air movements, strange air conditioning sounds, curtains or blinds that don’t block light effectively, etcetera and so on, make it so that a good night’s sleep anywhere but my own bed is next to impossible for me. Does anyone else have the same problem with hotels? Or can you sleep like a rock anywhere you go?
If it’s just me, I’m totally fine. If I’m sharing a hotel room with someone else, I tend to not sleep as well because I get self-conscious about my snoring.
I can sleep well anywhere, but I’d say probably a little better in hotels then at home.
It’s darker (we have no shades or curtains at home and it gets light early in the summer)
It’s quieter with no dogs walking around and licking themselves all night.
I do hate the random door slams of a hotel, but I get right back to sleep. On rare occasions there is too much noise from the room next door. It’s only a problem about once a year.
The one time I didn’t sleep well in a hotel was when I was on the same floor as a college hockey team. The kids themselves were quiet gentleman, however the assistant coach somehow had my room number on his list of team rooms and kept pounding on my door at 1AM doing his bed check. Despite my attempts to sleep through it I eventually schlepped to the door. When the coach saw the door answered by half naked middle aged me the blood drained from his face and he put on a display of contrition I’ll never forget. I’m pretty sure ten years later he’s still standing there outside that room apologizing.
I usually sleep great in hotels. Most of the reason I don’t sleep well at home (when I don’t) has to do with my responsibilities for the house- creaks I wonder about, which leads me to remember I wanted to fix the whatever in the basement, which leads me to plan out a renovation project or two… But in a hotel, I’m in a place where someone else is responsible for everything, leaving me free to catch some necessary shuteye.
Huh! Apparently my home life is very relaxing. When I am at a hotel I am always focused on all the strange and different things going on around me. It is likely a case of feeling secure at home because of the familiarity and feeling insecure elsewhere because it is different.
I imagine if I associated hotels with “no responsibilities” and “no kids” then I might see them has havens of solitude, or at least adapt to them better. Instead I associate my house with “no responsibilities” - hotels are places where I will need to get up and do things, like figure out where I’m going to eat, where I’m going today and how I’m getting there, how much money I’ll need, so on and so forth.
Yes, but I cheat. Knowing I otherwise will not sleep at all, I exercise myself to the point of exhaustion whenever possible before trying to sleep in a hotel bed.
Always sleep well. I guess because I’m travelling, so I’m pretty tired from the journey (I can’t sleep on planes for example), and I have enough things in my mind that the normal stream of worries is drowned out.
I figured out after a while that they tell housekeeping to set the room warmer than I want, and the refrigerator’s setting is a crap-shoot. Now, I take along 2 thermometers. Once I get the room temp right, I sleep just fine.
As long as there is no disturbances such as noise from another room, rattling a/c or excessive nonblockable light, usually I sleep great in hotel rooms.
