Warmshowers locations almost always have an impossibly unpredictable variety of little objects, eclectic decor, and often just stuff left behind from someone else who had blessed their own bit of warmth upon the bed I’m about to topple onto.
They really bolster the cornerstone of my ever growing theory that the optimal way to wander through life is spending more time on the side quests than the main storyline.
Follow the tip on that cool spot to stay because good odds it’ll branch off into a series of fresh ventures that no amount of butterfly wing scientific studies could’ve predicted.
