Was on a road trip to South Dakota with my (now) wife’s family, and her father had just planned on stopping wherever on the trip rather than planning stops (which is probably better considering there were 3 adults taking care of 5 kids from 8 to 16 and we were an…interesting set (all ADHD, most with (un)diagnosed autism). We stopped at some motel 8 style place kinda late and just wanted to get some sleep so we could get on the road and to our cabin destination. We ended up having to stay there, but it sketch as all hell.

Man, those rooms were awful. The room was musty AF, and I remember not taking my shoes off because the carpet felt spongy. The beds were rock hard and the sheets under the duvet were polka dot look white sheets. I didn’t even undress and made sure to change my clothes before getting back in the van the next day.

Other than that, it was a lovely trip. It even led to a moment that my wife will never be able to live down with her family, and still comes up pretty regularly when we talk to her family.

I had a similar thought years ago, so if anything happens, I’ll end up with a reverse Hitler.

I call those brodozers, and I hate those drivers. I’ve damned near gotten hit by them so many times cuz they can’t see shit over their hood