why cant my real world be like this?

working 15 hour days

is at least tolerable when you get to stay in a place that is such a radical departure from 

our reality of a livingroom knee deep with baby toys.

(i love the wallpaper in my room so much it physically hurts)

i really dont want to go home do my sink full of dishes now...

so -- were stumbling 'round the londontown streets looking for our casting office, i happened by a little shop. the same shop i stumbled across a couple of months ago on my last trip here. THE CLOTH HOUSE. serious. love.

and- here are some shots of the neighborhood around the hotel- (it appeard that it hasnt changed much in the last decade