And here I thought my stay in an art gallery was exotic.
The folks at Airbnb are going one better. Publicity stunt, and apparently only one night, but still IKEA. (This is a good or bad thing, depending on whether you love or loathe the place.)
It would be nice if the restaurant were open all night.
Mitch and Ginger in chair and light display inspired by IKEA catalogue.
Not only do I shop IKEA for their furniture that sometimes looks better than it holds up (maybe the assembler’s to blame — it wasn’t me; I’m not good with anything involving more than one part, like drawers.)
But I confess, I actually like their Swedish meatballs and chocolate.
Where’s the craziest place you’ve ever stayed? I’d like to know.
