My hotel room is larger than my apartment. Or at least it's about the same size. Well, maybe a few square feet smaller, but not much. Sometimes, you luck out with the booking and get bumped into the suite for no reason. It's like the upgrade to Business Class, or it would be if I'd ever been upgraded to Business Class.
On the other hand, the chocolate in the mini-bar costs 300% more than it does in the 7-11 a block down the road, and the piped movies are all crap, and on at weird times. There's no movies on demand; there isn't even the (I thought obligatory in hotels) channel with 15 second snippets of porn that quickly blanks out to a "Press the red button to order the movie" sign.
My entire adult exposure to televised pornography has been delivered in 15-second increments, found while channel-surfing on hotel televisions.
I'd be prouder of this fact if I didn't also know that if you change the channel back and forth to get another 15 seconds a couple of times, the system will catch on and lock you out.
Hey Charles,
Doing the Mon-Fri gig? How long are you down here for? If you're up for a beer give me a buzz. I could probably persuade some fowlbots to come along. There's plenty of them around.
Cheers,
Simon
If you want some places to go in delightfully grey Melbourne, while you're here, there's lots of interesting little bars and restaurants in the City, if that's where you are.
E55 on Elizabeth St, toward Flinders Station is pretty cool. Or Robot which is near the corner of Elziabeth and Flinders Lane.
Further afield, try Polly on Brunswick Street, they do a very good martini.
If you're into Japanese food, check out Chocolate Buddha in Federation Square, it's my favourite.
"I’d be prouder of this fact if I didn’t also know that if you change the channel back and forth to get another 15 seconds a couple of times, the system will catch on and lock you out."
My my. They've gotten smarter ever since. Enjoy yourself!