Luckily I don't sleep walk because I also sleep in the nude. To the person that said "wear something in bed" - I can't. I burn up, even with a sheet on.

This has been a great forum though, I have to get one those wedge alarms. Thanks, -Paul

I've also had a sleep-walking experience and woken up locked out of my hotel room. Luckily I had at least a pair of shorts on so felt confident enough to go to the front desk. I explained the situation to the young lady at the desk. She looked a little confused but said she could give me a new key. But she floored me with her next question "do you have any id on you sir?"

this is a great forum!

Once,while going through an airport for my Red Eye flight back from Vegas, I saw a obviously ragged man laying in an abbandoned booth on my way to security. When I noticed that he had crutches laying next to him, I got worried and thought he might need some help. So, after getting out of line and making my way over to him, imagine my surprize to find that he was PEEING on the floor.

I walked away, very, very quickly.

Put a wedge alarm under your room door, benefits.

1) If someone tries to break in the alarm will sound.

2) It will be hard to open the door if you do sleep
walk and again the alarm will go off.

Wear something when you sleep!

This is very silly. Please remove!

In thirty-five years of plane travel and hotel stays nothing interesting has ever happened to me. Thank Gawd...

I know that I told you about Chicago and the Atlanta trip but read this one. This happened recently.I will never forget when I was in a hotel in New Jersey on business. I have a tendency to be in the nude when I'm alone. Well, I was getting a tad hungry so I decided to check and see what restaurants were nearby to attend for a meal. Unfortunately, in the midst of my excitement, I grab my purse, hotel key, walked right into my heels, walked out the room, walked down the hallway prior to getting a glimpse of myself in a window for primping purposes and realized, I wasn't completely dressed. You should have seen me running back to that room. I tell you, that short walk down the hall turned into a marathon run in which I never thought I would reach the end. Needless mention, it took me awhile to get my room key in the door to unlock it. I gather no one saw me but me.

In addition to the trip to Chicago for training, here is another incident that happened roughly 4 years prior. I was at this roach motel that was supposed to 4 stars for business in Atlanta, Georgia. It is a good thing that I had family in the area because I could not stay in that hotel to save my life. It was filthy but I was their because of work and I liked my checks. I had asked my relative for permission to stay over his place upon explaining the details of my company's poor lodging accomodations in which he said for me to get my things and come over and stay. Well, upon my getting there we laughed and talked and had delivery for dinner from one of the local restaurants (my treat for saving me). Then that night I had retired for the night in the guest room. Unfortunately, my sleep would be cut short from his "company". I heard not only the wear and tear of the box springs but the headboard slamming hard against the wall and the heavy breathing that was cut short by his company's oohs and aahs, yeah that's it, awh baby up to climax. Now, I had nothing to drown this out with and that little tweeter box radio that they had playing did not justice to aid the situation. Needless mention, on my out to work, the young lady was on her way out as well and could not look at me. Her eye contact was shot due to embarrassment as was mine.

I was in a training class in Chicago, IL back in January and staying in the Laquinta Inn in a small town called Elkwood/Oakwood (the story is traumatizing so forgive me for not remembering the name to the letter) just 15 minutes outside of Chicago. I gather that this place was cheaper for the company to house its employees for training purposes. Anyway, when I had returned from having dinner with fellow collegues at a neighboring restaurant from the the hotel, I saw this man streaking across the floor in women's underwear. I stopped walking when I saw him standing at the elevator just near where I had to walk looking at my reflection via the window as if he was ready for me to pass him. Not knowing what this panty wearing man was capable of or getting ready to do, I just turned around and took the stairs to the front office and reported it. Management had a security officer, to check it out as he made certain that I made it back to my room. Needless mention, I did not come out at all again that evening.

I'll never forget what happened a few years back, on a flight to Houston. As we neared the airport, we hit some of the worst turbulence I've ever encountered. I was sitting in the back of the plane, about 2 rows in front of the bathroom, and the plane was rocking from side to side something fierce. Suddenly a man came running up the aisle holding his hand over his mouth, and his face was GREEN (he had been drinking)! He ran into the bathroom and was in there quite awhile. The flight attendant knocked on the door to ask if he was alright, and said "sir, we'll be landing shortly, you need to return to your seat". He said that he was okay, but did not come out. A few minutes later, she knocked on the door and said "sir, we are now making out descent. Please come out and take your seat". He still doesn't come out. Just before the plane hit the runway she knocks on the door again and says "sir, the plane is about to touch down, please take your head out of the toilet"!! When she said that, I almost died!!! I was trying really hard not to laugh (I didn't want the poor guy to hear me laughing at him). When that plane landed I had BOTH hands over my mouth and tears streaming down my cheeks!!!!! To this day, every time I think about that incident, I bust out laughing!

Right before my first trip to Bogota, Colombia, my Venezuelan sister-in-law warned me that Colombian women were very aggressive. Upon arrival at a very nice hotel near the "Zona Rosa", I observed three beautiful women working behind the counter in the reception area. As I was leaned over the counter filling in the information card for check in, one of the ladies came over to me, leaned down and discretely asked, "Sir, are you married?" I panicked. When I finally got my composure I managed a weak yes to which she replied, "Good, I think your wife called!" Turns our some poor single guy with a similar name was told that HIS wife had called and they didn't want to repeat the mistake!

I was checking into a very nice suite hotel. This was several years ago before magnetic key card technology. The key card was the kind with an array of punched holes making up the code. Well I plunged my key into what would turn out to be the wrong door and it opened. As I was reaching for the closet I was startled as the bathroom door opened and out stepped a naked lady toweling off her hair. She crossed right in front of me into the bedroom without ever knowing I was there. I beat a hasty and quiet retreat to my correct room.

I am a notoriously bad packer- I always forget necessary items. So when i had to go out of the country for a business trip, I was very, very careful when I was packing. I layed everything out on my bed before putting it in the suitcase, including all my clothes. When i reached my destination I realized, oh god, I had forgotten my shirts. Every. Single. Shirt. So I ended up shopping for clothes at midnight, wearing an extremely skimpy night shirt, in a place where i didn't even speak the language. Not fun, let me tell you.

A common misconception is that sleepwalking is acting out the physical movements within a dream, but in fact, sleepwalking occurs earlier on in the night when rapid eye movement (REM), or the "dream stage" of sleep, has not yet occurred. apx alarm co

Never underestimate sleep walkers. I have an aunt who's actaully the same age as me when we were little I was still up laying in a sleeping bag watching the tv that sat on a cabnet at the foot of her bed. Suddenly she sat up and reached forward and started flipping the channels I asked her what she was doing and she replied "I'm turning off the channels." looking at her confused I noticed her eyes were still closed. After a few more minutes of this she got out of bed and actaully went the bathroom before returning to bed. The next morning I asked if she got up at anytime during the middle of the night she shook her head and said "No I don't usaully need to, I never get thirsty or need to use the bathroom." What she'll never no is that she does but she just does it all in her sleep.

Can't say it happened on a buisness trip or nothing but I did have a similar experience as Anonymous (not verified) on Thu, 02/14/2008 - 20:06 at my friend's house. They had just moved in to their new house and my friend was asleep in her bed and another friend was asleep on the window seat so I decided it was a great idea to sleep in the empty closet. Her mom's room was just on the other side of the closet wall and I did not know that said friend's mom's boyfriend had spent the night. So I'm just waking up from some unknown sound, and then it grows more audible. So this is what I first heard that morning, the first thing to start my wonderful day: 'Oh... oh, oh yes, oh yeah, oh...'
Thankfully I had my Zune handy right next to me and scrambled to drown out the... wake up call.
I hate thin walls.

I had a similar experience. I had spent 12 hours driving to O'Hare and then flying to Sky Harbor. I would spend less than 20 hours on the ground in Phoenix until wheels up and I'm on my way back East in repeat of the 12-hour commute.

I had a 4:00 wake-up call. Much to my surprise (and confusion at that hour) I was greeted by a kind female voice on the phone instead of the expected computer. My eyes stung. I headed for the bathroom and walked into the hall instead. The door clicked behind me. I cursed quietly and headed for the stairs. From the lobby I heard people talking. I took the elevator (behind the fireplace) and walked up to the desk (off the far left of the photo). There are glass walls in the front and back of the lobby. There is a young lady behind the desk and a young man at the security desk.

"Hi. You just called me. I took a wrong turn and need to get back into my room."

"Go up those stairs and turn right."

"No, I mean I took a wrong turn and locked myself out." I rubbed my stinging eyes.

"Which room?"

"214."

Sound of keyboard. "What's your name?" I tell her. Sound of keyboard and swiping of magnetic cards. She hands me keys. "204."

"No, 214."

"There's no one in 214. You're in 204."

I think about this. "Oh, right." Good thing we got THAT corrected.

Now go over there, up the stairs, turn right and down the hall."

"Thanks." I head across the wide-open lobby. I hear her stifle something as she realizes I sleep naked. I do as she says, at a slow, tired pace. As I look back at her to say, "thanks," I see the fellow at the security desk head in back. Nothing more was said about this when I checked out 20 minutes later, but I think he saved the tape!

Over the summer I went on an exchange program to Germany and other such places. I was staying at a hostel in Prague called the Apple, or something similar to that. Anyway, it wasn't the best hostel I'd ever stayed in. The room I stayed in was room 13, and the doors were padded, like you'd expect solitary confinement doors to be. And the room next to ours had some drug addicts staying in it. Every single night, a group of girls from the exchange program would sit in the hall, waiting for some of the addicts to come out and do something. Needless to say, they weren't disappointed. I'll forever be haunted by the sight of a naked druggie being thrown out of his room, swearing in Russian and smoking a joint.

A friend of mine got back from work to a hotel in Fort Wayne late at night. As he entered his room something felt wrong. Suddenly the new occupant of the room called out and scared him. The hotel had decided he was not coming back and had taken all of his possessions and luggage out of the room and had rented it out to someone else. He still had the key, though. They never could explain why they thought he had left. His reservation was for an entire week.

A nice hotel in New Jersey we often stayed at was taken over by a huge convention ("Nigerian reunion"?). It was a non-stop party for three days (and nights). Had to use the stairs to my 8th floor room since it was literally impossible to get to the elevators - the entire (large) lobby packed solid with people for three days. All night people were talking loudly in hallways, wrong numbers ringing your phone at all hours, knocking on doors constantly. The parking lot was constantly blocked by tens of cars sitting, running, with loud music. Woken by fire alarm at 2:30 am, stood in parking lot with many others for an hour trying to find a hotel employee among the partiers (lot was full of partying people). Fire dept came many times that week. When they left the parking lot was FULL of trash. Got back to hotel that night to find a 120 dB rock concert in the lobby (the start of a "tattoo convention"). Aargh! What a week!

I am in a differet hotel every week and have seen everything--hookers, crack whores, pimps, fire alarms ---but never a naked sleep walker. I am missing out...am writing this from my hotel in Paris!

A few years back I lived close to work in the Beverly Hills-LA border. To keep fit, I would drive one week on and off, since the walk was just 30 minute-long and rather invigorating. There was a hotel right on Beverly Blvd. with rooms with windows floor to ceiling directly facing the street, separated from the sidewalk by a 2-foot garden strip. As I walked by, I thought I was looking at my reflection on a shiny window (about 10:30 p.m.), on second look, I noticed it was a beautiful middle-aged naked lady, standing in shock to see me up close. Rather than covering herself, she froze up staring at me in disbelief, as only the glass separated us. I acted casual and turned instead to see the bed, lit up by a night table lamp, where a man tucked under the covers read a book. The brief encounter made the night entertaining. I realized that she walked directly to the window to close the drapes.
As for me, living in LA, wearing briefs and a T-shirt (at least), is 'de rigueur' in shaky California. A habit that goes with me on my travels too.

"Whats wrong with it?" Just yes.

chicken, what's wrong with your body man?

was Ready to Eat After I got off my Plane to DC. I went to golden Corral and had a wounderful meal. as I paid the check, I sat there waiting for my server to pick it up. When suddenly I hered, "AAAAKKKK!!!!!" like someone had stoped breathing or died!!! when I turned to see what happened, I witnessed what still haunts me....Some big lady threw up!! the look on her face was priceless like, "oh-no! I shoulden't have done that!!!" One of my Groupies said she was making room for more and they all giggled. But not me, I was about to hurl myself!!(But I kept it in) worst of all we had to walk around it to get out!!!YUCK!!!!

A few months ago I stayed at a motel, everything went fine untill the drug dealers and hookers started to gather around the motel, well guess what happened? The police showed up and everything went down the crapper, the police arested thouse that they could catch then wanted statment from every one in the motel. Needless to say I didn't get any sleep, and I was dog tired from work.

We had a late Saturday night flight. As soon as we were airborne, the guy in the next row let some foul gas; my wife and I turned to each other, held our respective noses, and shrugged. When it happened again a little while later, my wife and I turned to each other and simultaneously blurted out, "Oh no, not again!" After a few minutes it happened again. And again, and again, and again, until our 6+ hour flight was nearly over and we heard the "prepare for landing" warning.

After the second or thrid round of fumes, the guy's friend sheepishly looked at us and whispered that apparently his friend had had too much cholent
< http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cholent > earlier that day.

Needless to say, we got no rest that flight.

Me and my sister recently visited our relatives home land of Germany. We share a room although not a bed of course. We let them know when we booked there would be two people. Upon entering the room, I noticed the bathroom had just one towel. I went out and found the maid and tried to explain but she didnt speak English. When I showed her the one towel, she pushed me out of the way, starting searching our room like we had stolen the towels. Then she went and got more towels, threw them at me and I am sure she was cussing me out in German

Sleping nude. Whats wrong with it? Our parents most likely did sleep nude after sex, and they were not embarrassed. Why should we be "humiliated"? We is a big word. It all depends on that one persons point of view. If there is a fire at my house overnight, I have a bathrobe, UPS does not deliver when we sleep, and if it does decide to do so, the driver can leave the package outside the front door as is the way UPS and FedEx work from 7:00 PM - 7:00 AM.

Woke up in Az once out from under the covers to see the Maid pulling the door shut. Apparently she knocked and I didn't hear her.

I was in a hotel in LA about 10 years ago. I was sitting in a chair checking email and watching TV. I saw the couple next door come out onto the balcony. Next thing I know I have a full-blown show outside my door. No way they didn't know I was there.

So I was in a hotel that was connected by a door, you know the two rooms connected? Well I was there on a buisness trip and by accident I guess my group got those rooms, only none of us knew where the doors went. We thought they went into some third person's room. So we left it alone. Well in the middle of the night the woman I worked with who was in the other room (and apparently sleeps in the nude) walked into my room.

Spent 8 years traveling all over on business and have had WAY too many unenjoyable encounters with other naked travelers. Rescued naked co-worker who stupidly took her roomservice tray out the door (while naked) and let it close behind her in the middle of the night. Got to leave a Hilton once at 2:00 a.m. in Washington DC in freezing January sleet due to fire alarm...naked and drunk couple sharing bedspread as their only apparel there, too. Had gay man (yep...naked) robbed and tied up next door by a one night stand he had picked up in Savannah. He kicked the wall until I called downstairs to complain and they found him. Came back to my room mid-day in Nassau, Bahamas to surprise of housekeeper and bellman doing the nasty (only mostly naked) in my room. Coworkers used to joke I'd seen more naked strangers than an ER doctor.

You see I have this customer who has a large default I cannot collect on. I need a person who has a reasonable reaction to difficult situations. Mr anonymous beer bottle on the head could be the very person my company needs.

Hmm smacking someone over the head with a bottle because they accidentally spilled your beer. Seems a pretty reasonable response? Wonder why the name of the poster is anonymous. I would love to know your name and company as I would so look forward to conducting a business negotiation with you.

I did a two-nighter at a reputable, high-end hotel in Charleston, WV. The "gentleman" in the next room had a late evening visitor -- the walls were paper thin & I could hear him blow his nose even with the TV on. Soon they weren't just talking. I heard that too. She left then I heard him talking again... this time to the Mrs about the color of paint, sprinklers... Munchkin came online too to talk about a picture she drew. It was all a little... icky... My second night was in another room.

NS in DC

Sleep walkers have pretty kreepy eyes.

I've had to rescue some idiot sleep walker that fell into the pool in the middle of the night while everyone else was sleeping. In the middle on January, sopping wet, ice cold, all alone, can't find my room key, I'm not going to that hotel again!

For the person that left a comment before me, its spelled creepy not kreepy.

Ok people imagine going on a buisness trip from america to germany... 13 hours. 30 minutes into the flight the guy infront of me leans his chair back for dinner and knocks over my beer.. i was hammered at the time and had beer all over my new 200 dollar blazer... i took the still half full bottle and smacked him over the head! (I am not scared of flying but over seas i cant handle to well!) The nice thing was i got let off with a warning since the guy infront of me was a pervert and grabbed the flight attendants tushi. good times, good times.

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at night, when they close the pool and they dont put up nets, people tend to fall in, and when people fall in it gets ugly

I just started commuting by train. On my first return trip, there was a young couple sitting in front of me. I didn't care that they were draped all over each other until I realized that she was sqeezing zits on his face, ears, neck....That was one long ride with a my stiff neck holding my head at a right angle, staring out the window in the black tunnels. Eyes shut.

Love is in the Air...

On those big, empty flights late at night, sometimes they don't mind if you take a nap on the entire row.

This week on the red-eye from Tampa we were all catching some shuteye, at least until the guy up in row 18 started his dream. His happy dream. His happy dream involving lots of person-to-person contact with someone!
Woke everyone up...ten minutes of this...

i work in a hotel and have seen nude sleepwalking only once in the past year, but that was enough!!!

i think sleep walking is awsome. but thoes are some relly creepy eyes...

I was on my way to a remote island to pick up a yacht for delivery back to the states - the pilot of the small connector plane I was taking asked me to join him in the cockpit. He asked if I had ever flown a plane. Me? Of course not. He turned over the controls to me after brief instructions and then took a nap. Ackkkkk! As he walked to the small landing field building with me, he admitted he had just completed his last flight for the company and had always wanted to do that.
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While in California I had a conversation with the hotel clerk over the phone while asleep. Apparently one of the people in my group had scheduled wake-up calls and when I answered mine I had an entire conversation in my sleep. Imagine my suprise when I woke up late and found out! Needless to say I don't remember a thing, but apparently I mostly talked gibberish. I still don't know if that was the truth or not. I hope I didn't spill anything too personal!