You can find a warm bed ... and four normal walls ... in just about any hotel room. So, if you're looking to defy convention every step of the way, opt for a yurt, treehouse or prison, instead.

Unusual Hotels of the World (the name explains everything) says that you can crash in an igloo anywhere from Finland to Quebec, but be sure to bring a coat. Or, you can climb into bed after climbing into a treehouse. Out 'n' About Treesort in Cave Junction, OR and Winvian (near Litchfield, CT) are on the list.

Closed spaces are accommodated by any number of cave hotels. You can spelunk to the lounge in Turkey and Spain, or you can just go to Parthenon, AR, where the Beckham Creek Cave Haven can be found.

[Via Toronto Sun via Associated Press]

[Photo by Bill Janis]

Christopher Elliot, over at Tribune Media Services, reported how 2009 will likely be the year of the "naycation." While Gadling's own writer, Tom Johansmeyer, agrees to some extent that this could be the case, I hope we might be able to see a light at the end of the tunnel.

So, the optimist/devil's advocate that I am, I present to you 9 reasons this will be the year of the "YAYcation."

New York's Rainbow Room is about to close its Rainbow Grill restaurant. Perched atop 30 Rockefeller Center, the restaurant has accumulated a reputation for dazzling views and putting you on top of the world in as close to the literal sense as possible. This week, the restaurant suffered its own fall ... a 65-storey fall, to be exact.

The Rainbow Grill, which serves pricey Italian-style food, will shut down on January 12, 2009. The bar, banquet facilities and weekend dinner-dancing will live on, however. The twin culprits are the general economic decline and a dispute with its landlord, the "pirates" at Tishman Speyer.

Of course, everyone in Manhattan is entitled to a second act, and the Rainbow Room may come back. The Cipriani family, which owns the landmark restaurant, calls the decision temporary.

[Via MSNBC and Gawker]

I was having a grand ole time surfing at Ala Moana Bowls the other day when a rude, disrespecting woman decided to paddle for a wave and proceeded to cut off three other surfers and nearly behead my friend. Growing ever more confrontational in my old age, I began to argue with the lady about her very inappropriate surf etiquette. Profanities were exchanged, I nearly spit in her face, and she nearly punched me. Two perfectly mature female surfers in Honolulu suddenly became mortal enemies over shoulder-high waves just days before the New Year.

This immediately got me thinking about my surfing experiences abroad. I've been fortunate enough to have surfed in some of the most idyllic places in the world, with Costa Rica, West Timor, and Fiji topping that list. While I don't claim to be an expert in the sport, I usually know how to behave in the water -- especially in foreign waters.

The Canadian born on Northwest Airlines Flight 59 yesterday is the daughter of a Ugandan ... who is also a permanent resident of the United States. So, at least we know that the newly-minted citizen of our northern neighbor is not Dutch. Sasha, the newest NWA passenger, was delivered mid-flight by Dr. Natarajan Raman and Dr. Paresh Thakker. Raman is a radiation oncologist who hadn't delivered a kid in 20 years (but remembered the steps. Thakker is a general practitioner.

Of course, there's no such thing as unbiased news, right? The only way to get to the truth is to see what everyone is saying. There were two doctors involved in this effort: Raman and Thakker. But, there can only be one ego in charge. It can make parceling out props a nightmare, but sometimes a bit of investigation is necessary. After all, credit must be given where it is due. After the jump, see how the two hopeful heroes stack up against each other.

Several of my close friends and family members were adopted, adopted a child, or are in the process of adopting a child from Asia. In fact, my sister is months away from traveling to China to pick up her daughter, and our very own Gadling writer, Jamie Rhein has a daughter adopted from Vietnam. While China, Korea, Vietnam, Cambodia, and India are just a few of the popular adoption locales these days, there are several others popping up all over the globe.

The adoption travel trip is like no other you will ever experience in your life. It's is the first step in documenting your adoptive child's journey with you. It's something s/he will not likely remember, so taking photos, and recording the sights, sounds, smells, and tastes of his/her birthplace is a most important step in the process.

This is why peasants revolt.

Monday night, the Waldorf=Astoria Hotel in Manhattan was home to the International Debutante Ball. This display of insanely conspicuous consumption proves that, regardless of how bad economic conditions get, a generation of children will be blissfully unaware that actions have consequences. These are people that the NY Times' Lisa Foderaro describes in such manners as, "willowy 18-year-old with chestnut hair who is a great-great-granddaughter of a 19th-century French president." Why should they have to know what suffering the proletariat sustains?

The good news is that even the rich are suffering in this market. Attendance at the ball was down this year. There were 47 debutantes, while there were 58 in 2006. The number of guests dropped from 976 two years ago to 662 two days ago. Yet, the director of the ball, Margaret Hedberg, refuses to let reality intrude on this fantasy world. A table at Monday night's event would have set you back $14,000, which Hedberg believes wasn't unreasonable. "Watches cost more," she said, probably in a way that would make the rest of us hear, "Let them eat cake."

The good news? Foderaro writes, "Some parents recognized the disconnect between the opulence inside the hotel's gilded doors and the mood beyond them." For those who struggled to realize that the cost of a table is more than some people make in a year, solace was found in the fact that the event raised a few hundred grand for charity, mostly the Soldiers', Sailors', Marines', Coast Guard and Airmen's Club.

And, if nothing else, Hedberg observes that we got through the recession of the late 1980s/early 1990s, and "life does have a way of going on."

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[Via NY Times, photo via Christchurch City Libraries on Flickr]

My pug Iris (pictured here inside her airline travel bag) is what I believe to be one of the most well-traveled pugs in the universe. She is just seven years old and has been on at least twenty flights with me -- most of them from one coast to the other.

A friend once asked me how much it costs to have a pet fly with you (or under you) on the plane and when I informed her that it cost at least $50 a "leg," she actually thought I meant it cost $200 because my dog has four legs and asked me if I considered cutting off a leg or two to make her flight cheaper.

Nowadays, it can cost upwards of $300 for a pet to fly with you on the plane. It's a sad state of affairs for airlines these days, and flying pets are the first to pay the price.

This week Undiscovered New York is "digging up" a rather morbid topic: the cemeteries. The New York City metropolitan area has a population of around 18 million residents. However this number only reflects those that still have a pulse. When you're talking about an urban area with history dating back to the 16th Century, we're talking about millions and millions of lives that came and went within the confines of the city's boundaries. And they all had to be buried somewhere.

When one thinks of a cemetery, it's a place that's frequently associated with stagnation and death. Yet the constant dynamism and momentum of New York does not allow any site to remain at rest. New York's many cemeteries remain an important part in the city's constantly changing patchwork and are filled with not only the stories of the past but also of the city's future and continued vitality.

After the jump Undiscovered New York will take you inside some of the city's most famous cemeteries. Interested in learning about New York's role in the invention of baseball? Want to visit the habitat of a flock of tropical birds living in New York City? Would you be curious to know there's a cemetery smack-dab in the middle of the East Village? Click below to get the whole story...

Jeffery wrote about weird New Year's traditions around the world. There are also weird items that drop at midnight New Year's Eve.

Sure you can watch the ball drop at Time's Square in New York City on New Year's Eve, either in person or on television, or you can watch a walleye drop. A walleye is a fish caught in Lake Erie. Every year a 20-foot, 600 pound fiberglass walleye is dropped in Port Clinton, Ohio to ring in the New Year.

Port Clinton isn't the only town to drop unusual items to mark a new beginning. I've known about Walleye Madness for year's but came across this Reuters article with nine other unusual New Year's drop items. As you will notice, most items are food related. The links lead to articles and references with information about each of these quirky events.

• a 6-foot conch shell in Key West, Florida
• a 25-foot illuminated marshmallow Peep in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania
• a 3-foot tall glowing pickle in Mt. Olive, North Carolina
• an 18-foot sausage in Elmore, Ohio
• a 7 1/2 foot,120 pound edible bologna in Lebanon, Pennsylvania.
• a paper-mâché gumbo pot in New Orleans, Louisiana
• a giant crab in Easton, Maryland
• a hunk of cheese in Plymouth, Wisconsin
• a 1,250 pound acorn in Raleigh, North Carolina