St. Petersburg is, to date, my favorite city in the world. It has great architecture, gorgeous women, loads of things to see and do and gorgeous women. We realized after the first night or so that getting a single room was a mistake. I realized it more than my brother as I am the less attractive, shyer of the two of us.
What I mean when I say living like a local is not living like a tourist or as a westerner who just can't give up McDonald's.
Hotels use their absolute worst rooms for agencies because they figure the people who book through agencies are on vacation and will only be there one time and with the sometimes discounted rate, why give those people the room with the view?
The other day while I was going off all ad nauseam about Indian girls wearing saris and how it is one of my favorite things in the world, Wanderluster, being the astounding human being he is, offered me a place to stay in Varanasi, India.