We are living in a hotel this week. I love it. To be settled into one place and have a home. You can turn on a floor heater in the bathroom which is so nice. No getting out of the shower onto cold tiles, or being shocked awake when getting up to piss in the middle of the night. I also, for some reason, like that it's cold outside. Somehow, besides all the rich people, this place feels similar to home. We had to buy our own food last night, since the shows don't start until today. I dropped about $30 CAN on a chesseburger and fries. We didn't want McDonald's, and I figured at $15 for a Quarter Pounder with cheese combo, I may as well use my credit card to get something good. If we want to, and I do, as long as it doesn't conflict with our show times, we can go see the Pussycat Dolls for free.