Fun, funky hotel room from the Magic franchise of hotels. I picked it because it was cheap which means no included breakfast, microwave, fridge, pool, conference rooms, or bar. But who cares? It feels safe (must slide card key twice in two doors to get to my room), the bedding is white and can’t hide anything, and has the deep windowsills of an old building, My fifth floor room and window seat give me great viewing of the equally high windows across the street. If they can see me as clearly as I can see them, I must remember to shut the curtains at night!
Last night the pounding music and loud shouting of Christmas revelers, which would annoy me back home in my apartment, was a cultural experience here. Nothing could keep me awake anyway.
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