Is there Hunk on the menu?

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Tomorrow I will be sitting in a hotel room. So pondering that, I thought I would confess something. Hotel rooms excite me in more ways than one.

The moment when you walk into your hotel room is sometimes the most exciting experience of the whole trip. I love that cool hotel smell, with the subtle drone of the a/c engines. It starts when the bell boy slips the card into the door slot and you see the tiny light turn green, your heart skips a beat, and you practically bulldoze your way past the poor bellboy. You walk in and look around, taking in the space of the room, the TV and the size of the beds, and then you spot it. The tiny chocolate on the pillow! You smile as you think to yourself, 'fashla mo jidam il bell boy I go grab it chiny mo shayfa khayr'.

So the bell boy leaves, you grab the chocolate and start exploring your new home for the next few days. You walk into the bathroom and giggle with glee, ' Oh cool!! Body lotion!! and Oh wow!! tiny mouthwash!!' Funny thing is, it doesn't matter how many hotel rooms you have been in, you still get excited over stupid toileteries.

Then you go back into the room and open the minifridge. Suddenly, the kitkat looks sooooooo good even though you refused some on the plane a couple of hours back! You look at all the mini everything and grab the price list, thinking hmmm should I pay 1kd for a bar of chocolate. Then you grab the cheapest item, because at that exciting moment THAT actually seems RATIONAL.

Personally, the next thing I do, is get all the stuff out of my suitcase and arrange everything to my comfort according to different OCD's. Next, I will wash out the bathtub, fill it up with hot water and bubble bath and soak for a good half hour. After that, I am relaxed, my new home is organized and I am ready to start my holiday.