Sorry, this isn't going to be an expose of Rawlins being taken over by a bunch of Scientologists. This is a hardscrabble Wyoming town that still exists mostly because of Interstate 80.
We gave up on the idea of reaching home tonight, but got as far as Rawlins. There was a fairly decent looking Best Western here along with the bed bug types and everything in between. The front desk guy was ...odd....but pleasant. He looks like he would fit in with both the Beverly Hillbillies, yet would still be perfectly at ease with The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I think his hair was interesting, parted in the middle, straight, and cut to reach two inches below his ears. Our first guess wasvthat he was freshly released from prison.
The nightstand drawer contains a bible, a book titled The Way to Happiness by L. Ron Hubbard, and a new copy of Cargo of Coffins, also by L. Ron Hubbard. The motel is owned by CottonTree, which is owned by the Scientologists. I'm pretty open-minded but would I have stayed here if I'd known?
Well....after looking at the other hotels in Rawlins, I would.
We left Boise a and enjoyed seeing a wild turkey prance around by our truck while we were loading up. Ate a lousy breakfast down the road at a place called Connor's . It took 50 minutes just to order and get the food to the table. Rain and more rain. Snow and more snow. Then the rest of the day was rain off and on, with the addition of 50 MPH gusts. Lukily we're used to wind.
Now Steve is snoring, James Cagney is on the television, and I'm going to try to make microwave macaroni. (the restaurants don't seem too inviting here, either)
There's a bakery/ice cream place named Huckleberry's in the old downtown. We've been there probably five years ago but remember it fondly. I doubt they'll be open on a Sunday.
Sorry about any typos or glitches. The iPad is getting ornery in its old age.
Tomorrow we'll be home, ready for another spring storm.
We gave up on the idea of reaching home tonight, but got as far as Rawlins. There was a fairly decent looking Best Western here along with the bed bug types and everything in between. The front desk guy was ...odd....but pleasant. He looks like he would fit in with both the Beverly Hillbillies, yet would still be perfectly at ease with The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I think his hair was interesting, parted in the middle, straight, and cut to reach two inches below his ears. Our first guess wasvthat he was freshly released from prison.
The nightstand drawer contains a bible, a book titled The Way to Happiness by L. Ron Hubbard, and a new copy of Cargo of Coffins, also by L. Ron Hubbard. The motel is owned by CottonTree, which is owned by the Scientologists. I'm pretty open-minded but would I have stayed here if I'd known?
Well....after looking at the other hotels in Rawlins, I would.
We left Boise a and enjoyed seeing a wild turkey prance around by our truck while we were loading up. Ate a lousy breakfast down the road at a place called Connor's . It took 50 minutes just to order and get the food to the table. Rain and more rain. Snow and more snow. Then the rest of the day was rain off and on, with the addition of 50 MPH gusts. Lukily we're used to wind.
Now Steve is snoring, James Cagney is on the television, and I'm going to try to make microwave macaroni. (the restaurants don't seem too inviting here, either)
There's a bakery/ice cream place named Huckleberry's in the old downtown. We've been there probably five years ago but remember it fondly. I doubt they'll be open on a Sunday.
Sorry about any typos or glitches. The iPad is getting ornery in its old age.
Tomorrow we'll be home, ready for another spring storm.
Sounds like you are having a great trip! Riley and I once got stranded in Rawlins driving back to CO from CA - lots of wind and snow closed down all the higways outta town....quite the place!
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