THE ROOM, AGAIN

And so I arrive back at the room, ready to re-attack my work backlog before I get sleepy again and need to rest.  Upon entering the room I was amazed at how different the air quality is between the hall and the room itself.

Home sweet mildew.

I looked up the Leela Palace – a hotel which I had seen from another reviewer of the Moldy Orchid Hotel where he said he had to abandon his stay here and found that place.  It looks REALLY nice on the web site, but the rates are very, very different.  I’m paying (well, SAP is paying) the equivalent of $99/night.  Leela Palace is around $270/night.  So the question I have to ask myself is whether it is worth moving to a hotel where I’ll likely have to pay the overage of $170/night just to stay mildew-free?  I suppose if I were not a stay-at-the-hotel-until-I-have-to-leave kind of guy it wouldn’t matter as I’d be out and about seeing what the surrounding countryside has to offer a foolish young American such as myself.  But I am not that fool.  I’m the fool who instead will most likely continue breathing in this mold, mildew and bacteriological smorgasbord that has been served up to me, prepared like an old cheese which must be properly aged for decades before it reaches this level of sophistication and nose.

Brown lung from the plane laid a fertile layer of top soil over the surface of my respiratory system.  Now, seeds and spore from the ventilation ducts are even now as I type taking root, turning brown lung into green lung.  Or maybe black.  Mildew tends to be black.  I need an endoscope to see what is going on down there!  Note to self: ask for an endoscope for Christmas.

This could be my last night as a human.

The Leela: An extra $170 a night.  Hmm...

The Leela Lobby.  For an extra $170/night.  Hmm....

Nah.  I'll stay here at the Musty Orchid.  I'll be ok.