So night falls and i get tense. As truckers close in on my and the lights blind my view, i get a little freaked out at 75 miles per hour. I hate driving at night. *Note to (your)self. Don't drive at night with Pam.
We finally arrive in Memphis, at a shitty Red Roof Inn at 9:30pm. It allows dogs so here we are. I open the door and the motel funk hits the nostrils. It's especially bad. I feel i found a solution in feeding the dogs cans of tunafish...i actually would prefer the smell, but miracuously, the motel funk cannot be hidden by even the freshest fish. (not that their tuna was fresh by any means...)
So, they get a walk in the spooky parking lot, i shower, then leave to experience memphis at night...
(but not before getting a self portrait)