We thought Santa Nella was a mirage. It seemed impossible that after all that unending dirt and olive groves there could be a town with a Subway, and a Holiday Inn, and gas stations, and Denny's, and Roy Rogers, and Andersen's Pea Soup, and Motel 6, and even a Korean War Memorial. We got extremely over-stimulated driving in and weighing all our possibilities, and Courtney got over-excited and booked us a room at the swanky Hotel de Oro instead of the Motel 6, and we made big plans to go to Andersens Pea Soup and then the bar and then the pool, but instead we went to Subway and Roy Rogers and straight to the room, which turned out probably to be a good thing since the Hotel de Oro was not quite so swanky as it looked from the outside, and there sounded like there were various instances of domestic violence going on within its quarters, so we moved upstairs to a room that was quieter but had a hole in the floor. We watched lots of tv and I got distracted in the bathroom for about half an hour with the mirrors, which Courtney pooh-poohed; "Haven't you ever been in a
dressing room?" And then I panicked some more about my imminent future while drifting off to sleep.
The next morning, I pilfered the free breakfast bar and ended up getting jelly all over my bag in my excitement, while Courtney opted for a more sensible breakfast at Starbucks. Then, we were homeward bound!
We thought Santa Nella was a mirage. It seemed impossible that after all that unending dirt and olive groves there could be a town with a Subway, and a Holiday Inn, and gas stations, and Denny's, and Roy Rogers, and Andersen's Pea Soup, and Motel 6, and even a Korean War Memorial. We got extremely over-stimulated driving in and weighing all our possibilities, and Courtney got over-excited and booked us a room at the swanky Hotel de Oro instead of the Motel 6, and we made big plans to go to Andersens Pea Soup and then the bar and then the pool, but instead we went to Subway and Roy Rogers and straight to the room, which turned out probably to be a good thing since the Hotel de Oro was not quite so swanky as it looked from the outside, and there sounded like there were various instances of domestic violence going on within its quarters, so we moved upstairs to a room that was quieter but had a hole in the floor. We watched lots of tv and I got distracted in the bathroom for about half an hour with the mirrors, which Courtney pooh-poohed; "Haven't you ever been in a dressing room?" And then I panicked some more about my imminent future while drifting off to sleep.
The next morning, I pilfered the free breakfast bar and ended up getting jelly all over my bag in my excitement, while Courtney opted for a more sensible breakfast at Starbucks. Then, we were homeward bound!
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