Since I have trouble sleeping these days, (because I can’t find a mildly
interesting book to put me to sleep, any suggestions?), I’ve recently
been watching “Fine Living” on the telly. And it makes me feel poor and
The icing of the cake were the
hotels, where one week would cost you about 10,000$ + a kidney. The
owners of these special hotels justified paying all those money, because
of a fungal-looking tiny pool and a “signature chair”.
Do you know what they call a
signature chair? Apprantly I’ve had a signature chair and it didn’t cost
that much at all. My grandpa made it from three branches and we used it
to pile our clothes on top..anyway…
The hotels had “luxurious
balconies” which were like meter per meter large, ugly brown
“luxurious” rugs which cost a few thousand bucks as well, and of course
chocolates on your pillow especially and uniquely made for your
pretentious cellulite, costing at about a few hundred bucks. Why do
people give money for crap like that?
Bulgaria has a gorgeous sea and you
can find a friendly grandma, owning a huge
apartment and giving it for rent, in almost every city.
50 buck a night you can live La Dolce Vita and not feel conflicted
about whether to sit on that ugly signature chair or just stare at it
from a safe distance, questioning your life choices.