The comfort of your darkest fantasies.

I’ve always been the logical one that roots oneself in reality. I can suspend my disbelief when I attend most theatrical performances. I didn’t need to do that here at the McKittrick Hotel. The immersion, the feeling of being lost, the haunting atmosphere, they are all real to me. I’ve visited the McKittrick Hotel over ten times on numerous occasions. It was different every time.

I am saddened to hear that the hotel is shutting its gates after all these years. May the lores survive, may the residents keep dancing wherever they go, may a piece of my free-spirited soul remain in the memories of The McKittrick Hotel, and may I sleep no more.