Stuck in the Elevator: My Naughty Airport Hotel Stopover
Jet-lagged from a red-eye flight, I limp into the airport hotel lobby. Cheville twisted on a hike during my last stopover. Twenty-four-hour transit in Paris before the next leg home. Valise rattling behind on squeaky wheels. Front desk hands me the keycard—room 512, sea of sameness. Anonymity hits like a drug. No one knows me […]