Notes from the Road

I spent 6 nights in First City, First Hotel Chain, in room 1133.

I just arrived in Second City, Second Hotel Chain, and was given a key to room number … 1133.

Uncanny, right?

DH jokes that I should place a bet on something at 11:33. 🙂

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Today’s drive wasn’t very long, only about 4 hours, and was quite enjoyable.

When I drive, I listen to the local radio. I listen to a station I like until I get out of range, then find the next one that’s not staticky. No matter where you are, you can always find a classic-rock station, an adult-hits station (extra gooey and fairly dated pop), and a top-40 station. You can usually find a country-music station, a religious-talk-show station, a classical-music station, and a Spanish-language station. (This paragraph might have exhausted my allotment of hyphens for the month of July.)

I always prefer radio to my own music — I like to be surprised.

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There’s a gym on my floor, with lots  of treadmills, and free fruit and water. Yes! And yum!

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Second City is surprisingly beautiful, in a tough, gritty kind of way. I love the skyline — the hills, the skyscrapers.


2 responses to “Notes from the Road”

  1. Disgruntled Postdoc Avatar
    Disgruntled Postdoc

    you must not be driving through some regions of the country where you have two options of country and religious. Once I’m ~40 miles from my HQ, those are the options I get. But I agree with radio > my own music. I like the surprises too! Also when I hook up my own music I have trouble just letting it play and only listen to ~half a song before growing impatient and changing it

  2. I just drove through the south and parts of Appalachia, and there were hours of nothing but religion and country.

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