Saturday, March 30, 2013


We were tired because we drove much farther than we should have and found ourselves in the pitch black middle of the redwoods with our gas gauge dwindling and one vintage neon MOTEL sign blinking. When we pulled in and walked into the office, the unsmiling guy behind the counter said almost immediately, 'Nobody stays here unless they have to.' The BF and I looked at each other and said, 'Thanks, we were just looking for something to eat.' and high-tailed it out of there. We figured if we ran out of gas and had to sleep in the car we'd at least have a chance of not being murdered.

Back in the relative safety of the car, after a few miles we laughed nervously and shared a sigh of relief when we saw a dome of light in the distance indicating a likely town. 

Was it our earlier brush with the Norman Bates doppelganger that made me think of The Shining as we made our way to our room? You be the judge.

All Photos; Shandra Beri

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