Tuesday, September 21, 2010

THE TRIP: DAY THREE

We've stopped for the night.  Near Springfield, Missouri.  And I'm looking at this huge pine tree right next to our motel doorway. 
Maybe it will make up a bit for the less than desirable qualities---all right, sleaze and grime---of our room.  A big black fly buzzing around---no, TWO big black flies.  No---THREE big black flies.  (Actually, the flies have now been, um, taken care of.  By me.)  The pool Miss Creative was so looking forward to?  Out of commission.  The next-door restaurant?  Closed.  The valet and coin laundry?  Non-existent.  Not that Miss Creative was planning to do laundry.  But who am I to complain?  This is our only dud in hotel rooms...so far...
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3 comments:

  1. UnknownSeptember 21, 2010 at 7:09 PM

    Bessie....look at it this way.....big black flies are better than the dreaded BED BUGS! Just hang in there....only a few more days to go

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  2. brattcatSeptember 22, 2010 at 3:55 AM

    Ick. At least it has 'room service'...bet those flies were tasty.

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  3. CammieSeptember 22, 2010 at 2:30 PM

    I'm sure you, as I, can sympathize with Miss Creative's disappointment about the pool. Glad you took care of the flies. Quite a useful creature you seem to be.

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