No, this is not another post about my son’s sleeping habits – or lack thereof as of late. I saw Betty Hull at church a few weeks ago and she ask that I do a blog on bed bugs.
I don’t really know much about bed bugs but I welcome all comers and questions and bed bugs have been the topic of national media lately so I did what any good investigative reporter would do and I “googled” bed bugs to find out more.
Best I can tell a bed bug is a glorified flea. The bed bug is a parasite that sucks blood from it’s victims and lives in cracks and crevices of furniture such as a mattress hence the name “bed bug”.
Bed bugs were almost completely extinct in the United States but it’s thought that travel from foreign countries to the US in recent years has caused bed bugs to show up in hotels. The bed bugs get into clothes and luggage of those staying at the infested hotel and get a free ride back to the travelers home allowing them to infest homes, hospitals, dormatories, and other hotels.
As I was typing this blog about bed bug infestation in hotels it got me to thinking about what else might infest a hotel room. I like to travel and I travel on a regular basis for both work and fun and now I have one more thing to worry about when staying at a hotel.
I already worry about the “DNA” that might be on the bed spread in the hotel room. I worry about what someone might have filled the in-room coffee maker with the day before I checked in. I worry about the hotel room key card having all of my credit card information available for the person I turn it in to when I check out. I worry about the hotel room key card erasing all the credit cards in my wallet. I worry about peep holes in the hotel door (if you don’t know what I mean “google” Erin Andrews of ESPN). I worry about the real room rate on the back of the hotel door (if you don’t know what I’m talking about pay attention to the inside of the door to your room next time you stay at a hotel, you might be surprised how many times you stay at a $900 per night hotel). I worry about my kidneys and other marketable organs when sleeping in a room that can be accessed by the maid, maintenance man, front desk person and who knows who else. I worry about the programmable safe that can obviously be opened by someone else or you wouldn’t need to call the front desk “in the event you forget your lock code”. I worry that the cups in the room have never been washed with soap. I worry that there might be a dead body under the bed (actually happened to someone I know when they visited Las Vegas). I worry that the hotel wants me to “conserve water by reusing the towel and by haning the towel on the door the maid will know not to replace it”, I worry the towel is then used to clean the toilet.
Thanks for the suggestion Betty, I worry I may never travel again!