I love hotels and motels. I mean, I just straight up adore them. It's hard to explain why, but ever since I was a child I loved staying in them and Felicity is really living the dream for me right now. Maybe it's just the concept of sleeping in new and different places. Maybe it's the neatness and cleanliness of the room. Maybe it's the maids. Maybe it's the food. Maybe it's the limited selection of cable television. I really can't explain it - in the end, I just love sleeping in strange (though clean) beds.
And yes, I also love continental breakfasts, though not as much as happy hour when I can load up on unlimited Roy Rogers and Shirley Temples.