The faceless corridors of the modern hotel hides lives arranged in a series of prepacked episodes. The rooms contain everything you need for modern living but in a minimalist version. Like a ready meal chicken tikka massala, it’s a there when you want it. The rice in one half and the sauce in the other.The flavor’s OK and the meal is quick and uncomplicated but leaves you with a feeling that you should have waited an hour for a proper one.
TV with only half the channels you are used to. You are actually bored enough to watch Inspector Morse.
Plastic miniature bottles full of things that you don’t use at home anyway.
Magazines that you’d never read at home in a million years because you wouldn’t actually pay money for them.
Biscuits that come in twos.
Instant coffee in sachets and milk in packets that need to be squeezed like an udder into the mug.
Empty wardrobes with an iron that won’t work on your plugs at home.
How much of a mess dare you leave the bathroom in? For long stays, it becomes a battle of attrition.