Maui Palms.
It shouldaa been a tip-off when the first thing we saw upon opening the door was an industrial-size can of bug spray.
Undescribable something clogging the shower drain.
Pubic hairs all over the bed.
Lifetime-membership for the wife in the "Yank-Harry's Chain" club. (worst of all!) ANY argument, ANY difference of opinion, I now get, "Remember the Maui Palms, dear? You booked us in that, I believe."