The Worst Hotel I've Ever Been To.

From 03 Guadalajara

Due to generally poor planning, I arrived in Guadalajara at 9pm. One of my guidebooks recommended this hotel. The Ana Isabel. Sounds nice. Right? Wrong!

This is the first time I have felt unsafe in Mexico. Very unsafe. Of course, I looked like a Euro-dork, with my enormous backpack and four-inch-thick guidebook.

The ghosts of all the prostitutes that were murdered in my room told me to leave immediately. (At least that's what I thought they said. I don't know Mexican ghost slang that well.)

Anyway, I'm in a hotel with no private bathroom and I'm enjoying it much better.

F you, Lonely Planet!