ok...dont let this thread die off for this month, my personal experience at surfer paradise, australia......
reached a hotel just 300m away from the beach, bikini everywhere.....its summer for yr info, checked in a group and i was given a single room since i didnt bring partner, my room no: 1113, then i was bit curios coz all my friend's room are 318, 618, 1118, 218 etc etc....we went in a group of bout 60persons......then nvm la since allocated so take lor...went up the lift..it shows M1, M2, 1st , 2nd , 3rd floor and so on...i think oh shit! its room no.13, 13th floor if plus the 2 mezainne floor.......just relax and go find my room.....arrived at 11th floor, saw my room no.1113, touch the card to the sensor, couldnt open, touches the 2nd card also couldnt open, then grab a bell boy and ask them to page for the manager, the manager came and also couldnt open with his card, have to go down again to the counter, get a replacement card and went up again, this time it opens, damn cold inside, eventhough outside is bloody hot bout 38 to 39 degree.....
sat down, switched on the tv, and start to lie down and relax after so many hours of flight and bus travel. everything was fine, then i opened up a drawer and saw a bible inside.....so i just took the bible out and put on the side table, the moment i put, there was a crashing sound like someone bumped onto something really loud BANG! inside my toilet, then the light bulb inside my toilet shattered and things on the basin fell onto the floor....imagine if u were me at that moment, what will u think? and what u gonna do next? and what u expecting to see in there..?
i couldnt move for few mins, wandering oh SHIT, if something came crawling out from there, where am i gonna go, i cant jump out coz its 11th floor......although the balcony is opened wide....i rang the info counter downstair to demand change of room, then they said no room left...so i called my tour guide, and he insist that i come down, so i gather some courage and ran out of the room, when i were at the counter, the manager insist wanna know why, i said something weird happened, bulb shattered and things came tumbling down, they said no room available and they can get it fixed immediately, but i insist to change room, so finally they found one room, SHIT, its again, room: 413....damn sueh....bad luck..all bad number.
then i seek a haji who knows how to handle "halus" thing, he is my colleague, we went up together and as he entered the room, he keep praying and ask me faster faster pack and go...fast ! then i just followed....when we in the lift, he told me its a lady inside and she is hurt pretty badly and its not looking good....her fierce is like wanna eat us into her stomach..i guess she is very near me when i took out the bible and i put in on the table...but my motion is quite hard when i slam it onto the table......it must have hurt ït"....the toilet in a mess.....i didnt manage to snap pics....who dare at that moment...
so i was so panic and later at nite, i insist some of my colleague to stay over at my room to play cards....and drink....luckily touched wood...nothing in the new room..everything went fine.....
sunny days, bikini gals, nice food and its paradise......:) the end...
p/s: its 99% true experience......