I didn’t have class and was supposed to (and am still going to!) read Heidegger and Vannevar Bush essays and update my resume, but instead learned far more than I ever wanted to know about bed bugs in general and in Las Vegas hotels specifically. S called and asked for over the phone and text messaged help, and I obliged and fell into the Google vortex. It’s hellacious out there and not like I needed another reason to dislike Vegas and not want to go there ever again, but if there ever was a reason, this would be it.
Sure you could get bed bugs from any hotel, but the manager of this one (Paris, btw): 1) upon being shown a dead bug said he could not verify that it was indeed a bedbug; 2) insisted the rash/bites S got had to be from an allergic reaction to detergent used on sheets; 3) after agreeing to handle and pay for dry cleaning all of S and his buddy’s clothes, then reneged and returned the clothes uncleaned in biohazard bags because the hotel cleaners refused to accept them. As an aside, it’s also kind of awful that someone who has lived in NYC for at least 15 yrs. got bed bugs on vacation. Dear lord, if you’re out there, please please keep any bugs from traveling back on the plane next week.
If you’re curious: from what I gather, bedbugs seem to be a huge problem in Vegas hotels across the board, but I was researching the Harrah’s group specifically. Definitely be wary of Paris and Bally’s, owned by Harrah’s.
Now, on to getting work done while trying to avoid psychosomatic symptoms of feeling itchy all over.
