I can't believe this but I am still laying in bed at 6pm. From my comfy, cozy, luxurious perch, I can see that this is probably a very lovely city. My Lonely Planet tells me that there is the Guiness Book's "World's Steepest Street", and there is a nice art gallery. However, I can't be bothered to get out of bed!
I have two free nights here at the LivingSpace Hotel in Dunedin, and when I opened my room door last night after check-in, I almost cried. My own bathroom! A queen-sized bed! Flatscreen TV! A fridge! Teapot! Toaster! I announced in my mind "I am not leaving here until I check out." And I haven't.
There's nothing on TV, the internet is boring though I did find this hysterical bit of video, I don't have much food...but I am loving this whole-day-in-bed concept. And the creative juices are flowing! I woke up this morning, and my long-johns had sort of shifted so that one leg of them was normally at my ankle and the other leg was shoved up to my knee. I came up with this one:
"She went to bed Kady Hexum and woke up L.L. Cool J."