Ah, love hotels. The little places where Japanese twenty-somethings can get out of their parents’ houses long enough for a quickie, and where salarymen can take their hookers for a couple hours. I always wondered what it’s like to be a housekeeper in one of those places. Do you bother changing sheets between guests? Would the guests even care?

But I digress.

Despite the recession that is pretty much destroying the entire world (according to NPR in the mornings when I drive to work, anyway), Japan’s love hotels are holding their own. Which is good news. Your house might be taken away, but at least you’ll still have a place to take your hooker!

BBC Article

I’m all for love hotels though. In Japan, they even seem kind of classy.