I love hotels. I never have been able to pinpoint just why. Part of it I suppose is just my love of travel. Part of it is probably having someone else clean up after me. And of course hotel sex. Hotel sex is good, but who knows why…just more to the mystery, I guess.
This weekend, having procured babysitting, the missus and I will be attending a couple of parties thrown by friends in Seattle proper, one on Friday night and one on Saturday night. Given that we now live in the boonies, we decided it would be a good idea to just get a hotel room in The City and just stay there.
The missus decided she wanted to stay at the very expensive W Hotel. She’s been re-thinking that due to the ridiculous price tag, and has until tomorrow to cancel, but as it stands that’s where we’re staying. I do love a good hotel, so I am looking forward to it.
Another hotel I dig is Hotel Boheme in the North Beach neighborhood of San Francisco. It’s a small hotel that caters to fans of the the Beat authors. The decor is inspired by the Beats (like lampshades with pages from “On the Road” imprinted on them), and the lobby lists all the poetry readings and jazz shows going on in town at the given time. Very expensive for the tiny rooms, but I’m a sucker for their gimmick.
And then there’s Harvey’s Lake Tahoe. Despite the lame name, Harvey’s is a great hotel/casino. If you’re anywhere above the 5th floor, you’ll have a nice view, whether it’s the mountain view or the lake view. Plenty of restaurants, including the kick-ass Hard Rock Cafe. Good service, too. In Tahoe, I’ve stayed at Harvey’s and Caesar’s, and I greatly prefer Harvey’s.
Am I alone in this love of hotels? Where have you stayed that just kicked ass? I need to know in case I’m there some day.