The Ritual of Hotel Rooms
I must have stayed in 100s of hotel rooms over the years. At first, and it seems so long ago now, it was almost exciting, but it got old very quickly. To take something from it, I created the ritual of taking photos of my room and immediate surroundings- sometimes the bed, on occasion the view, even the corridor.
As I’m still travelling, the ritual goes on, but the rooms seem the same-same shit different place.
