So, the company put each of us up in our own small suite at a hotel just three
blocks away from the actual company building. Quite nice digs, I must admit.
Cost them two pretty pennies and a shiny dime, by the time the two weeks was up.
Here we see the kitchen area. The first door on the left leads to the bedroom, and
the second leads to the bathroom. The astute will even notice that the bedroom
connects to the bathroom. Clever.
You can't tell, cause the fridge door is closed, but there's probably a couple
of two litres of coke in there. That fridge got so cold that they froze.
Despite the fact that there's a stove there, I didn't cook anything. We went out
to eat most of the time, or just ordered pizza and wings in. The microwave, thus,
was quite, quite handy.
