Hwy 201
Vita. I like the sounds of that. I think i'll sleep here. Latin cognate, what! what!!
At least that was how I was feeling, map in hand, most of the afternoon. I'd have called ahead if I had a phone. Stupid Sunday.
So I got to Vita in the rain about quarter after nine - dark - found the hotel, and stood outside a lighted open window coughing poignanty and dialing a fax machine that was audible in my distance.
Thinking to acquiesce, I called up to a window ajar on the second floor. The answer I received failed to satisfy though the ceiling therein shone of polished wood and permanence.
The owners, I learned, lived several streets over. On arrival, darkness.
I gave up my dreams of Vital slumber and vowed to carry on... To Dominion City or St. Malo... I couldn't decide. Fatigue sucks.
And then, after lamenting the two Orthodox Ukrainian churches having refused to be photographed on account of darkness, I sallied on, blindly, in pursuit of somewhere to test my flash and turn around. Forget it. Stupid crap-I-think-I-know-about-latin...
And then this!
An unanticipated (figurative) oasis. Shelter! Light!
(I swear the google coordinates for this place are nonsense. Maybe not. If you are at the hotel, do a 180, across the main drag, and it's on your right... . Motel!)
This place was just right.
The cost was about half as much as the melita dive, the heat was low but the owners were GREAT.
Mickey Rourke stayed here...
Or, I mean... Shit. He would have if someone gave him a chance!
The bottom line is it looks like 1962. The proprietors live here. It smells like home cooking in the hallways. The guy was super nice, interested in what I'm doing, and charged a reasonable price.
It was a bit cold in the room, but I have the heat on now. Hell, its a suite, with a fridge and sink and cupboards and microwave!
Seems a bargain given its inherent fung-shway-kitschistan qualities and my recent mal-o-marred experiences, daddy-o...
They asked if I take coffee in the morning, and admitted it was their preference to do so.
If I can wake in time I will.
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