I spent over a year living in a 5* spa hotel.
*Was working 7am until 7pm (ish);
*came back, suit off;
*a la carte meal in my underwear in my room (got sick of being in a restaurant);
*down to the spa/gym for a couple of hours;
*went to the bar;
*went out with the bar/restaurant staff once they finished (I did already know a few of them through mutual friends, but got to know them quite quickly after going out with them every night)
Did that for quite a while until I started prefering to spend my time with just one member of staff in particular, who ended up losing her job as a result of the time we spent together outside of work.
…and that’s how I met mrs peterfile 🙂
It is what you make it. Being in a city helps (I was actually sent to work in my home city, so it was quite handy!), as does being single and not needing much sleep.
The hotel I was in was a bit of a celebrity haunt, so there was generally something interesting happening, parties and the like. Plus loads of pretty cool people generally. Met a lot of very interesting people in my time there that I would never have met otherwise.
My name made it into the cocktail book too. That didn’t go down to well when the partners from the firm spotted it. 😀