the nights at the riad in Marrakech, I've determined that students,
adventurers and folks who are "voluntarily unemployed" are better
suited to sleeping ( I think the term is "crashing") in hostels and
curling up on airport floors. Not that I don't like a night of
blinking or constant neon light, but at this point in my travel
journey I am quite content to have a a bit of quiet, no bed bugs,
fewer hookers outside the front door and no need for triple locks on
the doors.
Don't need a Hilton, just a 3 minute hot shower.
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