Unpack your Trash Bags and rest at Towers Motel, London

Herro. So I'm not 100% up on the facts about this place, but Whitnall assures me that this is where we will be "living" in London. So, I am extending an invitation to all the trashbags out there to unpacks your trash bags, pull up a stump and have a sneaky spew in our WC.

Its hight, aging appearance, dynamic use of pebble covered walls along with windows that only open mid-way, the structure is reminicent of mid 1970s Bathurstian architecture, particularly the award-winning Tower's complex.



Inside reveals a long hallway leading to the toilet at the end, designed so the residents need not turn any corners or navigate in an inebrated state, so the dash for a spew is simple and relatively painless. However, the stain on the right hand wall, halfway down suggests that some may not make it the whole way.



And here is the toilet. Or as I like to call it, Bedroom number 5.



The kitchen, or sausage baking room, is a fusion of 1970s vintage colours with modern dynamic appliances. Did you know it is possible to cook an entire chicken in a microwave? Cats on the other hand...



Um. Here is Whitnall "de-flowering" in the garden. Ahhh, the story of his life.



Here are some bedrooms. Im getting bored of writing now.





Rates are negotiable... possibly in beer. Whitnall can provide more information on the Palais. Since, obviously this is all I got.