I'm in Pella, Iowa. When I first found out that we'd be coming out to this "neck of the woods" I wasn't thrilled. Far from it actually. I hadn't been out here in at least 8 years and there were valid reasons for not wanting to come this way...
1. It smells. You think I'm joking, but you know that "farm smell"? Permeates here.
2. It's boring. There's nothing but fields and farms out here. Nothing to do!
3. Wierd family. I haven't seen them in forever. I think my Grampa's funeral was the last time. Sad, huh?
Let me give you a little taste...
This is the pool at our first hotel.
The view from our window.
Label on the toilet. Haaa.
I don't think there was anyone else with us at this hotel.
Our first night was spent in a really OLD Days Inn. It was funny. I didn't care because it's one night and people deal with much worse conditions than these...but this was so bad! The carpet was greasy, the bedsheets were "bally" and see through, the bathroom was mildewy, the towels were stained and crusty, and there was certainly no accessing the internet. I didn't take a shower there because I was afraid I'd come out feeling more dirty than clean. (It bothers me that all of this bothers me, but that's a whole nuther story...) I was a little bit discouraged.
I'm uber tired right now, but I'll let you know how things changed tomorrow. =]
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