8.13.25: Hotel Photos

Hotel photos are lies. All of them. I’ve booked rooms that looked like peaceful urban sanctuaries and arrived to find a cracked mirror, a view of a brick wall, and a lightbulb with a personal vendetta. One place said “sea view” and I had to lean out the window, squint past an alley, and imagine the ocean like it was a Magic Eye puzzle. I don’t trust “boutique” or “minimalist” anymore either. That just means no closet and a chair that looks like art but functions like punishment. We need Yelp for hotel honesty. Five stars for audacity.