You travel, like I do. Sadly, home is what you feel when the sliding doors open to a front desk, right??
Sometimes things go wrong. It happens. A younger me might harbor anger (etc). No more. Tanya is a nice gal at the front-end of suburbia #holiday inn. She didn’t know I booked (thru #expedia) *next* month (same day). She had a line. I could wait. And did. Happily.
You have to sometimes just grow-up; good people and good hotels will help you. If they dont, they wont be. So if you understand that, you flow.
You hopefully live in a world close-enough to mine. The hotel for tonight doesn’t matter much. I can find another, another uber, another plane, or an airport bench — enjoyed them all (some are nice). I think, and tell me if i’m wrong, that we’re in a new society; it is a society of US. NOT: Them.