Hotel Life

Ive spent the last four years at hotels of varying quality and price. Ive stayed in hotel rooms that could keep a football team happy (Ismir Hilton) and others that looked as though a football team had just stayed in it. (Paris)

Im not kidding….one place even had a spray can for the cockroaches with a ‘use as required’ note attached.

How do you cope with hotel life? From the suspicous wife that thinks you are out chasing women all night long to the broken tv and the book you read already?