
In an attempt to be budget-conscious after splurging for Doug’s birthday, we found ourselves 15minutes from Downtown Seattle in a little town called Kent. For me it was the thug in the parking lot with his pants past his ass that gave off the bad vibe. For Doug it was the trailer park behind the hotel. And not the camping parks we’ve grown accustomed to here on the west coast.
We checked in. Then checked out. On the way out, I couldn’t pass up the photo opp of the new addition being built on the trailer on the far left. At least they took pride in their homes…uh…I guess…


Goodbye, Kent.
August 2, 2009 at 10:16 pm |
SOUNDS LIKE THE TIME WE WENT TO NIAGRA FALLS WITHOUT RESERVATIONS. All the hotels were booked for the night in Niagra and we drove out of the city to get a room, the room was so bad we slept with our clothes on and on top of the blankets. We checked out at 7AM, and took a room at a hotel in Niagra Falls near the falls.