I don't know about you but one of my pet peeves is boring hotels. I mean, bog standard gaffs like The Holiday Inn... well, they make me so angry. A regular bed? En-suite bathrooms? Mini-bars? It must be some kind of joke. They can't expect holiday goers to be happy with a comfortable room, a replica of their ones at home. It's almost as if they want us to be comfortable or something. Ggrrr, I'm furious.If only there was a hotel out there that mirrored the trippy dream I had the other night where I went to sleep in a coffin and woke up trapped in a room of mirrors. My bed then proceeded to float off the ground and I had to go to the toilet through a wardrobe that was actually a door...
... I gazed at my reflection, unaware I was looking into a two-way mirror and some German pervert next door was staring straight at me. I then averted my eyes skyward and noticed that all the furniture was stuck to the ceiling and my bed was rotating...
Wait... There is a hotel just like that? In Berlin? For around 80 Euros a night? I don't think I can live my trippy dream in the flesh. It's bad enough seeing it on my blog.
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