For my recent trip, I stayed in a hotel with very 1970s architecture. Weirdly reminiscent of my college dorm the last 2 years of school.
Except the rooms are suites nearly the size of my home. Maybe a bit smaller, one room smaller (well two rooms, but I never use the spare room) but way bigger than what I expected from a hotel room.
Although I expected not to pay extra for internet. But I can live without it. But I'd rather not.
It's not an addiction. I could stop any time I wanted to. Although it'd be easier if I weren't alone in a hotel room with my sweetie a continent away.
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