Caroline O'Donoghue: 7 things about hotel rooms

In which our columnist measures her relationship to hotels in the Covid era in terms of decadence, escape, and the little tea/coffee thing in the wardrobe. 

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Recently I had to go away for work, which means I got to stay in a hotel. I’ve always felt vaguely lawless in hotels, even the poshest ones — especially the poshest ones — and whenever I’m away on my own, I get hit with a huge adrenaline rush of being allowed to do anything, be anyone. 

To stay up as late as I want, to take coke with a stranger, to throw a TV out the window. I never do any of these things. I usually just get room service and watch Netflix until I pass out. But the fact that I could do these things remains, and that’s a huge part of the appeal.