Having done more sci-fi conventions than I really care to admit, I could write a book on this subject.
Some highlights:
- San Jose, California: I forget the name of the hotel, but we called it Hotel Wildfire because every floor was painted a different color.
Our first room: the A/C was non-functional. In July. The second room's bathroom door did not quite fit in the frame. One hot shower and I was trapped in there, trying not to break either the door or my shoulder in forcing the door open because the wood had expanded.
- Pasadena Hilton, 1989. During Thanksgiving weekend, the time of the convention, they were doing some major renovation on the hotel. That would have been liveable, except the central air was off and the corridors on every floor reeked. I mean, bad. My eyes weren't watering because I was homesick. We never figured out what it was (e.g. sewer gas?). The most oft-quoted line from Star Wars that weekend was, of course, "What an incredible smell you discovered!"