You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'
There is a song by the Rock Group - The Eagles - who sang.
I really like this song, I will admit, I have no clue what the lyrics are trying to tell me, nevertheless, I do get a feeling there are Hotel CaliforniaS on the planet.
They were a little post Vietnam era, a little acid casualty era. It was a time of Salvador Dali, strange ideas and when a separate reality was sought. Imagine a bunch of Post Vietnam Hippies Veterans coming to an area of the Philippines and starting Hotels.... What would you want or what you do, how would you make a hotel in a place where nobody at home would ever come and look. Vietnam, WW II, these worlds will make anyone a little crazy.
The world is NORMAL, anything and everything is NORMAL."Hotel California"
In Delhi, we met 3 Welsh guys who were doing a similar thing to us.
They said the last hotel they stayed in was utterly bizaare. The hotellier did not want them to leave at all.
If they wanted to go get food, he would tell them he would get it for them. If they wanted to buy clothes, he would go for them. If they wanted to sight-see, he would tell them how dull the sights were.
We have a comedy show in Britain called The League of Gentlemen. One of the 'stories' is set in a small village. When you enter the town, there is a sign which says 'Welcome to Royston Vasey: you may NEVER leave.'
Surreal, creepy, weird hotellier who wanted to keep hold of his guests and wrap them in bubble wrap (and probably get money out of them).
They checked out.