I have spent the better part of the evening reading the Marriot hotel story. There is a copy of it in the night stand at you guessed it, Marriot Hotels. I wasn't looking for it. I was looking for a phone book. For no real reason. I simply like to read the phone book in cities and towns I am visiting. I gauge a town on how big the adult entertainment section is in the phone book.
This is what my room looks like:
I am tired now because it is 4:44am. I think I have to be awake and downstairs at 9:30am.
Why I am still trying to figure out.