I love hotel rooms, they're such a treat for me. I love that you find common things in most of them - a phone with pen and paper in case you take an important call, a tray with tea and coffee making facilities, tiny shower gels. I love imagining all the other people that have been there and what they might have been doing - a business trip, a romantic night away, somewhere to stay on the way to somewhere else. My particular favourite in this room is the desk chair with a battered arm, caused by years of bashing into the desk. In fact it's pretty much what I did my final project on at Uni, though in Bed & Breakfasts - looking for signs of people who had temporarily made them their home.