Whew that was a heck of a cliffhanger, huh? Potential dead hookers, then no update for three weeks.
So, no, there were no dead hookers. At least, not in our room. And yes, Jenna was still there in the morning. Our first mission of the day was to find Starbucks. Of course, the NEXT exit off the highway had about 55 hotels to choose from, but let’s not dwell. Clearly we (I) didn’t look all that refreshed, the lady at Starbucks gave me an extra shot of espresso. And we were off.
Sadly, Indiana had no welcome sign for our arrival (all other states previously did, well not for us specifically, but for any vehicles on the highway). Ohio even said goodbye, which was nice.
Indiana…Indiana…what can I say? “Stay classy, Indiana”. Jess and I stop at the rest area. We head to the restroom, I accidentally cackle loudly upon entering and a woman in a stall ON THE PHONE makes some sort of comment. I promptly turn around, leave the restroom, re enter and say “Wow, what was up with that chick laughing?”. Cuz I’m kooky like that. Women on the phone proceeds to complain on her cell that she had her dog and just because there was a sign that said no dogs, that shouldn’t apply to her, it wasn’t like it was pooping or anything. Sigh. As I said, “Stay classy, Indiana”.
Nerd Girl playlist:
INXS rock block
Kid Rock rock block (is that a Kid Rock block?)
“Single Ladies” – Beyonce
And peace out, Indiana. We had a license to Ill-inois.
Jess thought Illinois drivers were very Illinoy-ing.
But we still had some fun…
And then finally, at 1:51 central, 32 hours after we left Rhode Island, we arrived in St. Louis.
And we REALLY needed showers.
And our rooms weren’t ready.
And there were already Lotus peeps in front of the hotel.
Taking pictures.
Of us.
Dammit.