Here's the living room portion of the suite, where I was standing when I took
the picture of the kitchen. Not much to say, except that the air conditioner
had to be on 24 hours a day to make sure the room was tolerable (it being
Toronto and all), but the crazy cleaning people would often turn it off. Thus
I would come back after a long (ha) day at work, to be greeted by a blast of
heat to the face when I opened the door.
That book on the coffee table is not actually a bible. It is in fact, a compendium
of all five HitchHiker's Guide to the Galaxy books, that I bought to read on the
flight.
And no, I don't know what that is on the TV screen there. Not porn though. Honest.
