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Similar after the last ever Carter gig at Brixton, and a big session in a nearby pub after, I awoke as the hotel room door clicked closed behind me, in just my boxers. Room-mate was out like a light despite my noise on the door. Desperate for a piss I wandered around looking for a communal loo along the corridor (nope). Did find the bedlinen / towel store room which had one of those low basins they use for filling & emptying mop buckets though. Once that was sorted I then had to style it out in a busy lift lobby area on my floor and then again at reception where similarly they gave me a new door pass without a raised eyebrow or owt...
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Once got locked out of my Holiday Inn room while on a stag do about 10 years ago. Other guys didn't hear me hammering on the door, I was busting and had no idea where the communal lavs were. Went in the fire escape, got a new door key from reception with wet socks. Seems they just hand out room keys to wankered Irishmen with dubious odours.
I used to sleep walk a lot when I drank more heavily (mostly uni days). ms_com has stopped me walking out of the house in my pants and also found me trying to put the duvet cover on like a jumper while she was still under it.