Vaccination Vacation
We’re in a motel tonight, downtown Lewiston, Clarkston, near the Snake River. We’d planned to camp at Palouse Falls but … our annual park permit expired today and nobody seems to be around the state park to issue a new one. We could pay the daily, but why? Especially when we looked at the campground, a treeless hellhole of blistered desert, temperature at 100, no shade.
The next state park didn’t even offer camping … although it did have trees and a swimming beach and a huge boat launch into the Snake. Why put a campground here? So … we ended up here at this cheap motel. The first one we looked at was pretty much a rent by month, down and out auto court. This one seemed better but it turns out half of it is rent by month, down and out too. With a swimming pool and coffee in the lobby.
Our new neighbors next door, who we haven’t officially met yet, were just visited by the police. The mizzus is sporting a black eye and has two kids in tow. The old man is a mean little mofo, jawing on her since we rolled in. MY mizzus thinks maybe she’s tried to escape to this one room sanctuary and he’s found her. The cop convinced me she’s right.
It’s a mean old world, that’s the truth. We vacation, I guess, so we’ll leave our peaceful enclave and experience real misery firsthand. Sort of a vaccination — not enough to kill, just enough to build resistance. You know, the way the evening news does every night….
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