Check in at Motel Du Cap

It smells of cheap coffee from a plastic cup, chlorine from the swimming pool behind the building, and light philosophy, which usually arises somewhere between a weary journey and a stranger's bed with crisp sheets. A motel is like a temporary stop where everyone finds what they are looking for: some find sleep, some find a TV with a hundred channels, and some find a strange calmness in the thought that life is truly shaped by one's own hands. There are no guarantees, only freshly brewed coffee in the morning and the advice: ‘Don't rush, take each day as it comes.’