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The Romance of an Empty Hotel Room

The beauty of being alone in a hotel room.

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There is something romantic about a hotel room that is empty except for you.

I have my Alphasmart writing device, a bottle of water, a window, a light, and electrical outlets.

I really don’t need anything more.

There is nothing to do but daydream, type, and listen to the occasional creaking of doors and footsteps in the hallway. I take down my notes for the day, I publish a blog post, I plan out my day tomorrow.

This is how my travels once were before being married. I would sometimes move across the world in this fuzz of quietude, embracing aloneness, dreaming narratives of myself and what I wanted to do, go, learn, and embrace. I was very self-absorbed at this time, and I reveled in it.

I don’t regret my path, I wouldn’t even say that I long for things to be how they were. But every once in a while an empty hotel room is needed.


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Filed under: Accommodation, Philippines, Travel Philosophy

About the Author:

I am the founder and editor of Vagabond Journey. I’ve been traveling the world since 1999, through 91 countries. I am the author of the book, Ghost Cities of China and have written for The Guardian, Forbes, Bloomberg, The Diplomat, the South China Morning Post, and other publications. has written 3720 posts on Vagabond Journey. Contact the author.

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