But maybe the friend was crazy. Yeah, that kind. And of course, that can kind of color your memory of the place. Some places closed their doors for good long before you came to town, but you can't help but wonder what it must have been like to check in or out there, what their daily rates were, if they had room service, if they turned down the sheets for you at night, maybe even left a mint on your pillow.
Some places benefit from outside help.
Some places hopefully will benefit from outside money. Some places you visit because an ex might have worked there nights as a desk clerk. Some places just have signs you see from afar and wonder what it must be like to stay there. Some places you walk past regularly and just enjoy the sound of their names on your lips as your eyes run over their letters in signs, not that you would ever need to spend a night there. Some rooms evoke an idea of travel, or being in a familiar town but not contacting anyone you know there after you arrive, an incommunicado radio silence maintained or a simple setting like a thousand others you've encountered before.