I have left a hotel room that was booked in advance exactly two times. One was a time I had booked the room myself for personal travel. The other was a hotel room that my co-worker had reserved for a work trip. The first time I decided to abandon ship, I was traveling in Vung Tau, Vietnam, alone. I had booked a hotel near the beach and arrived on New Year’s Eve, excited for a relaxing afternoon of lounging in the sand followed by a dinner in town and a quiet night to myself. When I arrived at the hotel, which I had secured through Booking.com, I spoke with the young girl at the front desk, received my room key, and I proceeded up the stairs. As soon as I opened the door, I immediately noticed the stained bed sheets and the dirty tile floors, and I walked right back out. I went to the lobby and patiently told the receptionist I had just spoken with that I was leaving because the room didn’t feel sanitary, and I started walking down the street without knowing where in the world I was going.