they said the room was haunted. as a matter of fact the bed and breakfast named the room after said ghost. before i arrived a tour of clairvoyants had been woo woo ing in my sleeping space. how lovely. who knows what spiritual energy they left behind. all were sitting in the bar downstairs when i arrived. i wasn’t in the mood to hear the story of the person my room was named after. i arrived late, later than expected, it was last call in the bar. I asked what was the latest that I could come down for breakfast – this is when they told me that they really weren’t a bed and breakfast – but a bed and bar. uh seriously?? i said out loud? perhaps i even said that a tad too loud. Uh – NOT what the website said folks. i was pissed. i had printed off a $5 off coupon for the room – the bartender offered it the form of a cocktail – i said make it a double and we’re good to go. ugh. the bedspread was backed in that discusting poly fiber who knows what, and the linen was cheap and pilled. the curtains were backed with whatever to keep the light out – whatever that was it was so thick that one could barely move them. found the place super gross. even felt rather claustraphobic. have i ever told you how princess and a pea i am about linen?
This will most likely be my last post for a few weeks – i am off to another artist residency. quite excited about that actually
be sure to stop by while I am gone and say hello.
i miss you when you aren’t here.