I am a tired person. I do all the things I’m meant to do to get a good night’s sleep, and yet often wake up thinking mournfully about leaving my bed, counting down the hours until I can be in its embrace once more.
Is it London, always demanding more? Or am I just one of those people who needs to get into bed at 9pm but sneaks in a few extra hours and shouldn’t? Either way, when I heard that sleep tourism was an emerging wellness trend, I decided I wanted to know more about it and that it was time to try sleeping across the capital to find out if it was my bed/the stresses I bring into the home that mean I’m not quite getting enough sleep.
