I’m sitting in a cheap motel right now. Not that it actually costs less than other motels I’ve stayed at, but it has neon signs shining through the window, nonstop loud traffic noise, and no armchairs. No bathtub, either, and the shower produces a mist, as though you were standing near a waterfall. It is good that you don’t get very wet in these showers, because the towels are the thickness of a T shirt. It’s also not very clean here, but it’s cleaner than my house, so I shouldn’t complain.
We had a good dinner last night, though, at China Town restaurant. There was a man at the table next to us giving a lecture on the history of TV to a six year old, and I learned a lot, too. I had it in my head that there had been a cool bookstore in the shopping center where we were (just north of the exit for Hendrix, in case anyone out there has special knowledge), so we strolled around trying to find it, but to no avail.
Instead, we went to Wal-Mart for shampoo, because we had expected the motel to furnish it for us, not having grasped that it was a cheap motel. I haven’t been in a Wal-Mart for years, and I was taken aback by the number of choices of shampoo. All of them were made of water and then either laureth sulfate or ammonium sulfate, so I narrowed it down to the alureth sulfate ones but there were still about a hundred brands.
“I could succumb to advertising and get this one,” said #2 son, picking up a bottle of Axe. I suggested that we try to find a neutral one we all could use, but we gave up on that and got Axe for the guys and a water lily and coconut confection for me.
The place was absolutely crawling with people who, on the Friday night before Valentine’s Day, had nothing better to do. That seemed sad.
Anyway, today we’re going to the college. Before then, I have to go find a cup of hot tea somewhere. This is always a challenge while travelling. I think I have an hour before the guys get up and ready to go, so I think I have time to accomplish the task.