Everything Goes Wrong After Dark

I have never been happier to be in a full size bed, listening to Steven poop at a Days Inn. Lemme explain...

Last night in Palmdale, which I *think* is the meth mecca of the west, we get pulled over by a cop 200 yards in front of the motel we planned to stay at. Long story short, he thought we were meth addicts stealing a car full of shit with an "expired registration". My reg expires April 30th, but Mr. Officer kindly pointed out my reg card said April 8th. After checking out our IDs he let us go. Whateverrrrr. Then Steven pulls out his crack pipe.
Then we get stopped by another police officer in Yosemite. But, I'm getting ahead of myself... Yosemite was AMAZING and we have some really cool shots with the cannon that we will post at the end of the trip. Then it gets dark, and here's where trouble begins...

The TomTom had a route that would take us 2 hours to get to the ghost town in Bodie. We planned to find a place to stay for the night before Bodie and check it in the am. BUT the road is closed for the season. Of course it is. We panic for a moment while the tom tom let's out a sinister laugh. Oh, and my bladder is about to explode and we are in the middle of a dark national park the size of a state. I made an executive decision and pee'd on yosemite. Whaaaaat?? I was giving back to the eco system. Don't worry ladies, I took off my pants so I wouldn't tinkle on my leg.

We call cal trans to find out closures of roads and the next route is closed for 120, 108, and 4. FAAAAAAAAAHK. Luckily route 88 is open. I found out that these roads got 60 fet of snow dumped on them this winter and the oads don't melt till late May. Rad. That's when the cop pulls up. He was very nice and told me not to take 88 at night lol

We searched for the closest motel and had the lovely joy of touring the Groveland Motel & Indian Village. The sign said "Best deal in town". We were greeted by Leatherface in his... erm....her "Pretty Lady Face"....seriously she looked like leather face with the same built. Steven had to look at the shelf of homemade crocheted beanies so he wouldn't bust out in laughter & set me off. We stayed in our room laughing for 10 minutes (pictures posted next) while I wondered about wifi and a continential bfast. Yeah, not here. I told leatherface that we decided not to stay. She asked me if there was anything wrong with our room and I said it was just not what we expected. My mom taught me to be polite. Then Leatherface gives me the elevator eyes from my feet. Dayum!



Now we are staying in Sonora Days Inn which was established in 1827 and I'm pretty sure there's 10 of us in this double bed. %ulp.....researching the history of this place neeeeeeeow.....I MISS YOU ALL!!!

xoxo
Nik