A nice place to visit

When I go on solo trips I usually stay in dumps. Well, not too dumpy, but no place that beckons you to linger to long. Which is fine, because I usually never stay two nights in a row anywhere and, with a packed agenda, I don't spend too many waking hours in the place.

But I booked a nice place for at least one night as a reward for the small-town dives that will sandwich it on either night. And I am making the very most of it. Swimming pool, hot tub ... I even managed to sweet-talk my way into a free breakfast courtesy of the nice front-desk lady, who is either a consummate professional or thinks I'm hot.

Anyway, the place is so nice, I actually took pictures of it, which I never do. When I travel with a woman, that always seems to be the first thing they do. Pictures of the room, the bed, the view, the grounds, the restaurant, the pool, the decoratively folded towels, etc.

So I am wringing every last minute out of this place. I checked in early and I'm not checking out until 10:59:59. Had a nice relaxing breakfast and hung out in the pool and hot tub. Well, I kinda relaxed. I bounced from pool to hot tub and back several times, checked Facebook, took some pictures, did 50 pushups, swam several laps, mentally planned my day, etc.

Actually, if I don't wrap this up I'll be checking out a little late. Enough relaxing. 212 miles to Alamogordo!