My Life in Three Episodes
On Travel In The Age Of Sharing
I’m more a Hotel Standard kind of a person but I’m married to a man who wants Historic District signs on every corner so we ended up in a place whose name I couldn’t pronounce. All they have to drink is schnapps and given the cold you need it three times a day. I can’t exactly say I was nervous though it did look a bit like the kind of place where their ancestors rallied before attempting to kill mine (my family’s theme song at the holidays is, they tried to kill us, we survived, let’s eat).
In any case when I found torn purple petals in the bathroom sink, I told my husband, “That’s a good enough sign for me, I’m outta here.”
I took off in the rental car and Mr Historic was left to figure out his own transportation.
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