Oh, do you bring socks just to look at them in your suitcase? 
I unpack stuff so I don’t have to rummage through them in my suitcase, and they pretty much all get used, so I’d have to repack them anyhow. One drawer for clean stuff, one for dirty clothes.
When I was general chair of a conference I got a suite like this (I deleted the stuff I didn’t get) on the top floor of the conference hotel. Slightly closer to my home than work, as it turned out, but I sure as hell stayed there to enjoy it.
But except for using it for our wrap party, I wouldn’t pay even $100 a night more for all this room. I get suites as a steering committee member also, but I almost never use most of it. I figure, unless you are entertaining, what’s the point?
BTW, top level suites at the Disneyland Hotel in Anaheim are themed, including doorbells that play appropriate tunes and museum quality knickknacks. Great fun, but worth it?
On the other hand, I stayed at a hostel in Berlin (next door to the North Korean embassy!) which was better located than any fancy hotel I saw in the area. Just a block from the S-Bahn and two blocks from Checkpoint Charlie. Private room and bath, clean, and dirt cheap.
Absolutely. Anyone whose job requires dealing with the public knows that the whole world damn sure is crazy 
Take 'em out, wear 'em, put them back in the smelly part of the suitcase.
I got better things to do than nest in my hotel room.
In my previous job, I used to do extensive work travel and became incredibly picky about where I’d stay. It wasn’t so much the cost of the place, as some of the places I stayed weren’t expensive at all. It was more about the layout of the room and some of the other amenities.
I like the ‘suite’ type hotels as a female business traveler. It is always awkward to collaborate with colleagues if there is only one room with a big ole king-sized bed being the elephant in the room. The suite places tend to have a bedroom with a door that closes so you can have someone in your room to work on a presentation, for example, without any awkwardness on anyone’s part. Ample highspeed wifi and a well-equipped business center open all night were other necessaries.
For one night, any clean room is tolerable, but when you can get a room with a sleep number bed, for example, it is so worth the extra few $$. There is a lovely mom-and-pop motel I use near the Dallas airport that has sleep number beds in about half their rooms. They don’t publicize it, but if you know to ask, they will put you in one. Bliss.
I’ve learned to call ahead and ask for things I like - in-room tea maker and microwave, room near the elevator and away from the ice machine room, facility with laundry service, extended hours room service, etc. Much of the amenities that are advertised are of no real interest to me. But when my RA flares up, for example, the facility that tells me they can provide me with an electric blanket and a shower chair for the night gets my business!
One major exception on the luxury hotel room/suite: When I was taking my aunt back and forth for chemotherapy, she would always book us into the finest hotel in the area, with the best view and most luxury available. She had the money and her children were amply provided for, so she made those awful treatments as pleasant as possible for herself. Under those circumstances, I definitely say go for the brass ring!
Grin! My favorite experience was a place where the cupboard doors were all painted permanently closed, the toilet flushed itself spontaneously every hour or so all through the night, and the bed-sheets had seams, where parts of previous sheets had been sewn together to make up “new” sheets.
Also right next to a railroad, but that’s pretty common in the U.S.
Takes me five minutes or less to put everything in the dresser, and that way I don’t have to spend five minutes later on rummaging through my suitcase for stuff buried under other stuff. Instead, it’s all laid out in the drawer; pull it open, and I can see everything.
Of course, if I’m just there for a night or two, there isn’t that much in my suitcase in the first place, so I may just leave it there. But if I’m gonna be somewhere for three nights or more, that five minutes is time well spent.
Two weeks in a Business Suite hotel… I didn’t feel as if I got any real value out of unpacking…
But I unpacked anyway, because it felt kinda fun! It was an act of “establishing territory.” This room is mine now, because my shirts and skivvies are in the wardrobe.
(Pissing in the corners might have accomplished the same psychological effect…) 
It really didn’t make a damn bit of difference in terms of time/motion efficiency (for me; others may find some actual benefit.) But it made the room feel more like “home” to me, like I really “belonged” there, rather than just a place I was staying over on a business trip.
(The BEST part of the stay was the all-you-can-eat breakfast buffet! Lordy, I pigged out on scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage!)
Yes! All you can eat scrambled eggs, bacon & sausage. That’s my kind of luxury!