I’m gonna level with you guys: our latest motel creeps me out. Yesterday was fun, everybody got to take it easy, but now the dudes are gone and I’m here alone, hoping not to get murdered.
View from the room — somehow it doesn't look as desolate and threatening in a picture as it does in person
I know it doesn't seem all that bad, but trust me
Here’s a little play I wrote while showering this morning:
GUY WITH KNIFE enters bathroom.
BETH (to self): Crap.
GUY WITH KNIFE pulls back curtain, knife poised.
BETH: Oh my god, really?
GUY WITH KNIFE: Really.
PSYCHO theme plays as slaying occurs.
[end]
But anyway, like I said, yesterday we were all alive, and it was a good time.
Just before their light 15-miler
A drive-thru carne asada taco, soon to be expertly dipped in salsa
This does not technically count as pic-ing and driving because I'm at a light
Great White and Mark, enjoying some beers
Tortilla chips and cheese, a good combo in any form
Recommended if you're ever in Brawley, CA
My salsa average is now a solid .667
Forty more minutes before I split this joint. Till tomorrow, hopefully —
SAG Lady
I love following along everyday, great blog and pictures!!!! Hopefully Beth made it out safe and sound and the boys make it thru the dessert, can’t wait to find out!!!!
Don’t forget to apply sunscreen to your legs, guys!
So glad that hilarious shower scenario did not come true. I would have been creeped out as well. On a better note: THAT TACO LOOKS DELICIOUS.
I’m totally moving.
Beth, Mark just told me that you totally volunteered to do it again next year! You are the BOMB!
(We’ll talk)
Actually, Ted called dibs on the SAG wagon next year. I’m so sad.
Also, neither Tim nor Brian had ever heard of anything being called “the bomb” before. Weirdos.
Beth! Your posts are my favorite!! Good luck with the salsa mission!
Don’t tell Brian I was reading this at work:)
Beth, you’re “The Bomb!”
Even your slayer seems bored.