Hotels are hotels, and I can’t imagine them changing much in a thousand years. Except for the arrival of alien tourists. Alien tourists who have exoskeletons and have hollow mid-sections and four eyes each and wear parkas and ‘lil booties.
As of this writing, the Kickstarter to print New World (the anthology this story will be in) has eighteen days left to go. And, with the posting of this page, getting your hands on that anthology is now the only way to find out what happens next! Who are the Avvvaxa, and what do they want? The answer is probably not what you expect.