My Hotel Room
Perhaps this is just a sign that I don’t get out much, but boy do I love hotel rooms. Of course, the best part of hotels, imho, is the hot tub, but I like the room part too.
Here’s a little tour of my hotel room in Ottawa for the next couple of days. (You’ll have to excuse the crappy photos – the batteries in my camera died, so I had to use the craptastic excuse for a camera on my iPhone, a lowly iPhone 3GS!)
First off, instead of key cards, this hotel uses keys instead of key cards, which I haven’t seen for ages in a hotel ((When I mentioned the keys to one of the other workshop participants, she said it made her feel like she was supposed to throw them into a bowl at a party to see who she’d end up going home with!))!
Granted, if you look closely, it’s actually a programmable key – so basically, the shaft ((Is that the right word here? If not, let’s just saying I’m using that word for it hilarity.)) of the key has magnetic stripes that they program for your room. Essentially, it’s a key card that looks like a key. But it looks like a key!
Bedroom and living room – pretty comfy:
Cute little kitchen – not that I’ll be using it beyond the fridge-as-Diet-Pepsi-storage-area – but I can see how this would be handy if one were here for a more extended stay:
The room is rather lacking for workspace, as there’s no desk to work at. There’s this little side table to put stuff on:
And here’s the table that I’m working at – definitely not ergonomically set up!
The bathroom is pretty standard:
Though this “luxury vanity kit” made me laugh:
Its contents:
Three cotton balls and two Q-tips.
I think their definition of “luxury” and mine differ!
And speaking of luxury, I’m off to the hot tub!









My version of luxury has 4 Q-tips. Jus’ sayin’.
I was going to say it was “barrel” but apparently (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Key_%28lock%29) it’s the “blade.” Which could be slightly dirty but not as much as your dirty-dirty term for it.