the big hotel!
Since I can remember, I have always been enamored with hotels. Something about them, the check-in process, lugging your bags to a novel space, the uniformity, it's still beautiful to me. Even in the worst motel rooms I've slept in, lulled to sleep by dreams of bedbugs crawling through my skin, I have felt a pervasive sense of awe.
They really let me do this?