Motel 6 Charleston - Cross Lanes
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... that's the fast one) but want to match the speed of the car next to them. When you eventually get past they then have to speed up and pass you. Autumn is definitely coming to West Virginia with lots of trees ( all you see is trees when driving) turning orange which made me think of a John Denver song.. Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River. Life is old there, older than the ...
... our card keys. No, the door wouldn't budge. After trying both our cards several times, went for assistance at reception. The lady returned with a master card key, but no, hers would not work either. Obviously flustered, the receptionist offered to let us have another room while she gets help to fix the locking problem. Steve suggested that maybe we should just sit in the pool area, and have a beer, while she arranged to get the problem fixed. Needless to say, a couple of stubbies ...
... DUUH!!!! Talked to a fellow camper in Memphis and he said yeh if you don't overdo your lights and such your furnace should run for a day or so on the battery. So it looks like we didn't have to freeze after all. Lesson learned.
Day two, a few obstacles but still a successful day as we were much farther South than we anticipated. Better for tomorrow as our drive to Nashville, our next stop, will be an easy ...
... trailers were built up from the ground, so we decided that there must be a flooding problem in the area. Every once in a while there were huge car lots backed up to the hills, but not necessarily where there were little towns. The schools in the area looked large and new, so we think that the government must be subsidizing them. We finally reached our destination of Charleston, West Virginia, but we were truly exhausted, sticky, and cranky. I don't understand how ...
... us in on the local gossip about town. Beau told us that there would be a good band in the bar at 10:00 PM and I told him that I’m usually thinking about going to bed about that time. He looked quite shocked and said, “You ain’t in Kansas anymore, woman. You better git with a down home boy!” Instead, we heard that there was a Bluegrass Jamboree at Weeser’s Auction barn about 12 miles out of town so we headed down that ...