I met Ronaldo in 1993 and from that moment we always shared the room. I've slept more times with Ronaldo than my wife.
We get on well and it won't be too much trouble spending so much time with him. He has a strange way of sleeping as he likes to kick off all the blankets and just have them up by his chest.
The question that I can't shake - it's this question that keeps coming up for me - is What does the shared home of the future look like? People are sharing homes at a rate that no one ever predicted, but residences and homes weren't designed for it. They were designed around ideas of privacy and separation.
Each guy has his own space. We all end up in one of the other guy's rooms all the time. We always end up together, as far as people getting along.
When I shared a room with my sister Trisha, we drew a line down the middle. She had Laura Ashley stuff with flowers everywhere, and her whole side of the room was white, while my side of the room was painted, freaky and covered with stuff.
One room is always enough for one person. Two rooms is not enough for two people. That is one of the conundrums in life.
I once went to a fraternity house when I was in high school... you know, you would rent them during the summer for really cheap, and students are in there. So I met some people who rented a room. I just remember it being very dirty.
No hotels have gone out of business because of Airbnb... Airbnb is not a perfect substitute for a hotel. We excel at different things.
Sharing a room with one person is worse than sharing with six, and sharing with six is in some ways worse than sharing with sixty.
