a Journey

 3 tourists arrived at Earthworm Jim's airport one balmy afternoon and boarded a taxi. They told the driver the hotel they were booked into and half an hour later, they found themselves staring at a rather dingy looking building.

The driver turned around and said: "The hotel you want to go to burned down yesterday. This is my cousin's hotel, he can put you up for the night." The 3 tourists trooped out of the bumpy ol' taxi and were checked into a single room with a single queen sized bed. Naturally, they could only wish that the morning came faster as they tried to fall asleep in the tiny cubicle.

The next morning whilst sightseeing, they saw a very familiar building. Taking out their travel brochure, they realised the building was none other than the one that was supposed to have burnt down 2 days ago.

"Interesting," they shrugged.

As they made their way home the next afternoon, they were informed that their plane had been delayed. However, they would be put up at a hotel. The hotel turned out to be the one that was supposed to have burnt down. 

"Mmm," they thought.

Lurching through the potholed streets of Earthworm Jim, one of the tourists suddenly quipped: "Maybe we should just seek refuge with the S*ore embassy." 

In the wee hours of the morning, they were informed that there was a flight out, would they want to take it?

The 3 tourists bolted for the checkout counter.

p.s. names have been changed for privacy/respect... mmm.. to prevent over-generalization of the aforementioned country.