The seventies called...
I was looking for a room for the night, and found this place for what seemed like a somewhat reasonable price. What I didn't realize was that the hotel exists in within some sort of space-time anomaly, in which it is still the seventies. Not the seventies that existed on this timeline, mind you. Rather, a seventies in which smoking never existed. A very strange and confusing alternate-reality.
Despite the glaring inconsistency of the non-smoking policy, it features some of the finest in vintage 1970's american décor: Dark brown and orange carpet, which perfectly matched the dark brown and orange everything else. The highlight, of course, was the Kitchenette, so delicate and tiny that, had it not been for the avocado Formica countertop, one might have missed it all together. All of this impressive décor is set off by the stark, cold, high-gloss bright white paint on every wall (Except one... Someone's been watching HGTV) and the built-in desk-like surface in the corner.
Overall, the decorator was clearly committed to the "seventies trash" theme, right up to the wall-mounted flat screen TV. A feature that seemed out of place, both in time, and because its sort of just stuck wherever it almost fit. But it is also somehow reassuring. It's as if meant to say, "Don't worry. If you're lucky enough to survive until the morning and escape this place, you might find your way back to 2015 and never have to step foot in this decade again."
Comment from Hotel Management
5-Nov-2015 by Ruby, Hotel Management
Dear Guest We sorry that our hotel do not meet your expectations.