The Hotel Lady said we "MUST" get out of our rooms. She's got all these
posters of bands that stayed at this little wine country hotel. I think
she must have had a run in with a musician many many years ago.
Could't sit in the lobby either 'cause she "MUST" clean.
They have a siesta type thing here too. Sorta of a mid day work slowdown.
I woke from a dream about a big juicy burger. I'm ready for stateside...or at least a town?