Woah, this place is ritzy. But like, it’s modern ritzy. All
the lampshades are square and there are the walls with water running down them
and there is art deco (though I’m not exactly sure what that is) and stuff.
This building is basically a skyscraper. It’s huge. And the people are all like
“how are you, sir” when you walk in, cuz hey, it’s nice to be appreciated. You
walk inside down this weird twisting corridor towards the elevators. You make
something like a left and two rights just to get to the elevator, passing by
such things as their in-hotel convenience store and some purple/blue glass art
hanging on the wall. The highlight of this walk down the hallways to
who-knows-where is the “library” which consists of some chairs and a few
hundred books, ALL WRAPPED IN WHITE BOOK COVERS. So, you have no idea what the
books are. I checked a few – the Immaculate Deception, and some stuff on stock
buying- but the Westin is clearly making a social commentary here. I mean, it’s
not about the books, right? It’s about having them. D/Touche, Westin.
