Ah hotel life. I missed you. I know to most that sounds weird but there's just something comforting to me about being in a hotel. Bed to yourself. Knowing someone else is going to make the bed. Empty the trash. Clean the floor. Not tht I am out here intentionally making a mess mind you. Just nice to know that I don't have to do everything.
I headed out around 12:30 yesterday, Arrived around 2:30. This is just far enough away that I don't feel stressed and I know I could get home quickly in an emergency. But at the same time, it's not the same four walls. I did some exploring yesterday. Saw the Kellog's world headquarters. I got into a small accident downtown unfortunately. I waqs parallel parked and didn't see the car behind me when I pulled out. My trailer hitch scratched their bumper. To be fair, if they hadn't been in the vehicle I probably wouldn't have stopped. The scratch is so small that I didn't even see it until they pointed it out. Whatever. Shit happens. They can hit my insurance if they want. I would do the same. It's not like I would have hit and run mind you, I just literally couldn't see the scratch without getting down on the ground and looking directly at it. The only reason they were freaking out is they were planning on turning it in to a dealer this weekend. Okay. Fair. We will see what comes of it.
Went to a Louisiana seafood place for dinner. Fried food hell (heaven?). Had alligator tail, catfish, crawfish, and gulf shrimp combo. Dear lord it was too much food. Went back to hotel and just chilled in my room for the night.
Today I am off to a rock shop, the zoo, and a place that sells everything turkey. Yep. Midwest baby for the, well, I don't know if "win" is the right word. Midwest for the something.
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