finding home…
I travel a lot. I stay in a lot of hotel rooms (like right now!). It may sound impossible, but oftentimes I have trouble remembering which room is mine. Many hotels are similar and tend to blur into one another after being on the road for a few months. I’ve found myself going to the front desk on more than one occasion asking, “Pardon me. Can you tell me what room I’m in?”
I’ve started snapping a photo of my room number on my phone so that I can look in my phone for my room number the next time I come into the hotel with that blank look on my face.
