Friday, 22 September 2017

wink hotel

Bloody hell,  locked myself out of my apartment,  resorted to spending a night at a nearby capsule hostel.

The little place is tastefully done up.  I got a berth/compartment instead of a air tight capsule I had imagined.  Although the curtain safeguarded my privacy,  it was not sound proof at all;  spending a night at such a place meant you'd get only REM sleep as you'd be constantly awoken by fellow backpackers going in and out, chatting, crying, turning on their beds,  etc.

I did note that white girls wore very little when they slept.

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