How community gardens are kept clean.

Too bad the sign is vintage.

Details at the Mercer.

This liquid hand soap is another reason I love the Mercer. Their powers of observation are just about as awesome as mine.

Live dangerously.

Maybe next time.

No, I am not going to name this restaurant. Part of the fun is looking for the As.

Michelin Stars are passe.

I recommend you choose your restaurants in New York by sanitary grading. Prominently displayed in windows.

The Mercer needs to lower their standards;)

If a wrapped drinking straw results in sheer joy, imagine the reaction a factory-wrapped plastic mattress elicits in me. My apologies to the guests staying a floor below.

Sold.

At first, I thought, "How thoughtful!" The owner was warning passersby about Bed Bugs. Then I saw the 'No' that was obscured by tape. And ... immediately called the movers to pick this gem up;)

... but not necessary.

Seriously, do we need more people talking on their mobile phones? In washroom stalls? Think of the germ trail. And the sound effects.

Call me old-fashioned ...

Awesome Possum.

Day Two and my Kale Shake at the Opus Hotel is made perfectly. This shake is a great way to start your day and incorporate into your travels almost wherever you go. A high-powered blender is a must -- possum doesn't blend that easily;) Once again the recipe is 2 cups of organic kale, 1 ripe organic banana and 1 cup of spring water.

Yeah Opus!

Some people like to have "Travel Companions" waiting for them in their hotel room. I am perfectly content with slippers. Two pairs is pure joy.

Of course I found this on my wall.

And it wasn't a painting:(

A fine example of cross contamination.

Why, oh why, deliver clean bedding on a luggage trolley? I appreciate it is easier to transport, but it really does defeat the purpose of changing the bed sheets. And it makes the Hygiene Hunter cranky.

Finally, a flu that's not contagious.

Definitely not a piece of wood.

This seriously dehydrated creature near the Eiffel Tower is a reminder to WATCH WHERE YOU STEP. Otherwise you could track creature germs into your home.

A sunbaked roach?

More likely dead since cockroaches tend to be nocturnal. But since I did not poke and prod and because I am feeling generous today, let's go with on vacation from pesting.

My mistake.

Apparently, this was a buffet. At least for someone or something:( A neat predator nevertheless.

Not a buffet.

This is a tidy nest outside my window at the Halekulani Hotel. Mother Bird is watchful of her babies.

Better in his mouth than nose.

If I were a famed (or unfamed) chef this would not be the promotional photo I would choose. But that's me. I am not Alan Wong who happens to make the most delicious Loco Moco. Chefs are clearly a different breed than Hygiene Hunters. Walking around with a finger in my mouth -- particularly if it was someone else's -- would be disastrous to my brand. Onward. While eating at Alan Wong's two restaurants (not at the same time) I never once saw Alan do the above. Perhaps because he wasn't there.

Excellent colour choice at Colette.

I really like the staircase at Colette in Paris for a number of reasons. Hygiene Hunter reason number one. The white handrails provide the perfect camouflage for the white tissue I use to avoid direct contact with handrails. Hygiene Hunter reason number two. Sticky jam prints and boogers are more noticeable one white anything. Not that I saw anyone in Colette with a finger up their nose.