I am happy to report I survived motel hell despite my lack of common sense. It was about 2AM when I was contemplating the reason people check into motels like this when someone decided to start banging on my door. Getting dressed at that point may have been a good idea, or at least grabbing some type of weapon, preferably one with bullets, but instead my curiosity got the better of me and I opened the door to find a very skinny unwashed individual who had probably not consumed anything that had not come in a vial for many days.
We had a very since conversation that consisted of this chap insisting that his friend was hiding in my bathroom and me maintaining that he was in fact mistaken. I am not sure I was able to convince him but after some time at my door the gentleman lost interest and wandered off. He was so adamant in his assertions that I did go back and check my bathroom for hidden ninjas but alas there were none to entertain me.
I fully intended to visit Graceland the next morning despite an article I read claiming that Memphis was the 7th saddest city in the US. Unfortunately after my epic night I barely woke up in time to check out before being charged for another night. Even if I wasn’t fully rested the night was entertaining and allowed me to drive uninterrupted for 12 hours while I contemplated the foolishness of my actions the previous night, arriving in Georgia around midnight.
The weather here this past week has been pretty amazing compared to the snow storms I had to endure during my trip. This is going to make an excellent home base for AppSauna for at least the next year. I’ve already sampled something called grits and while I am still unsure if I like it, I must confess I have had cravings for it every morning. If anyone visits a waffle house and wants to try some, my girl recommends getting cheese grits with eggs and hash browns and mixing the 3 as you enjoy.