I’m often asked the same question over and over again, “how much does a hotel room cost?”.
I can’t remember when I first had to explain this to a client, but for a few weeks now I’ve been thinking about the question.
We have to ask ourselves what it would be like to live in a hotel in the future.
What would a hotel look like?
What do you want to eat and drink?
And how would we survive in a new world?
It’s a tough question to answer.
It requires an understanding of how a hotel works, how the different rooms interact and what it takes to stay alive in such a vast, vast, new place.
The answer is complicated, but it is simple.
A hotel is an extension of the human body.
An extended version of your own body.
Hotels are built on a lot of physical attributes.
They are made from the same materials as your house and garden.
They are made to fit the space you have.
They have air-conditioning, hot water, hot meals, and free wifi.
Each room can be individually decorated, or a big open room that is connected to a big hall, and you can have lots of different kinds of rooms.
You can have a private bathroom, a guest bathroom, and a kitchen.
You can choose your own bed, and your own wardrobe.
You can choose whether to have a separate dining room or a dining room and kitchen.
And if you need a private washroom, you can buy a hotel washroom for a dollar a day.
Hotels have a lot in common with each other.
Their purpose is to help you survive.
In fact, they are a survival tool.
Hotel rooms are not meant to last forever.
Your room should be cleaned and repaired every few years, but in the long term, the hotel room will need to be kept up to date.
But hotels also have a very long lifespan.
When I was younger, I used to think that if I wanted to stay healthy and live a happy life, I would stay in a small town, where my parents would buy me food and I could stay on their couch, eating their homemade meals.
I wanted to live as close to them as possible.
Then one day I saw my mom, and she said, “Don’t you want your room to be clean?”
I said, no, I’m going to go to the big city.
My parents would take me to the hotel.
They would clean and paint my room and take me out for dinner.
There I met a guy called Mike.
Mike was a hotel executive and he was working at a big hotel.
He was very good at his job.
One night he was making his way through the corridors and I came to him and said, Mike, you need help.
“I need to move to a hotel,” he said.
At first I was shocked.
I didn’t know how to move.
This was the beginning of my long journey to a better life.
Over the next few years I would be spending much more time in hotels than I ever did in my life.
I would spend hours with my friends in the hotel lobby, sitting on the barstools and drinking coffee.
So many different things I never had the opportunity to do before.
Once I was at a hotel, I began to think about what would happen to me if I ever went back to my hometown.
Do I stay with my parents?
Or would I move somewhere else?
I was a little confused, because I never thought about that in my dreams.
I thought, if I stay in one place, then it’s the same as if I moved out of one place.
I felt very lucky.
Eventually, I was able to move out of the hotel and to a city I had never been to before.
It was a dream come true.
After living at a hostel in the city, I started working in a restaurant in a big shopping centre.
All of a sudden, the hostel was gone.
Instead of the hostels, I got to work at a fancy hotel.
The dream ended, and my future changed.
Now, I work in the restaurant, where I have an office that is really nice.
Sometimes I think I’m still in the hostles.
Even though I have been here for so long, it is still a new place to me.
Being a hotel is a luxury.
As soon as I am in a hostle, I am instantly surrounded by people who love me.
I am surrounded by my family, my friends and colleagues.
These are the people I love.
They understand my struggles and my struggles with staying healthy.
They also understand how hard it is to survive in this new world.