I've uploaded the rest of the photos to Flicker in this set - there are waaaaay too many shots from car windows - so please forgive my repetitiveness - I have no good sense on what's good versus what's bad.
there is something about creative work - (whether what I do is really considered creative or not, I'm calling it creative) it has a taxing output on you.
I'm not whining - but there comes a point when you look back and you think,
"wow, that was crap."
Really, the part that is distressing is not that I put out crap - but that I didn't care enough that I put out crap. That the effort to make it more than just the written equivalent of slop on a plate was not enough to keep me from doing it. Its that I didn't care at all, because I felt that it didn't matter.
So I'm assigning the lack of desire to the sense that I'm busted. Wide open and splayed out on the sidewalk. Yucky remains of what was once live - but got hit by an oncoming bus. (way too many mixed metaphors...forgive me.)
I decided on a whim that I need out. But not all the way - not Hemmingway, not Hunter S. Thompson "out" either. Yet I'm not going to lie to myself - I'm taking their inspiration. (the theory, not application - so don't worry... I'm about to explain myself...)
So I'm taking a mini-trip and going to the opposite end of the spectrum of comfortable. The (nearest) physical manifestation of the creative barren-ness that I am currently feeling. To find out what the lack of comfort and safety feels like in more than just my head.
I'm hopeful it'll restore me, and maybe burn off some of the Nietzsche thats been lurking about lately. That or I'm really over thinking a road trip and trying to feel like I need to justify time away from work.
For those of you who don't know, I work for an Online travel website. Part of the deal is that they send out anonymous surveys to their customer soliciting feedback about their recent stays. Sometimes people use these anonymous surveys about their travel to provide some very witty feedback about the condition and quality of their stay, here is a recent collection of the more colorful ones. (You should try to guess which one is my favorite...)
Closet opening was barely 15" to 18". Making it very difficult to get your upper body into the closet to see & work behind the door.
okay this one - i just really don't understand why you'd need to get your upper torso into a closet? what in the heck are you doing in there?
Bed was very lumpy & noisey, making it impossible for you & your spouse to enjoy love making for fear of broadcasting to all the neighbors.
This could be on the amenities list for the local hanky-panky spot, no?
Amenities:you have to be hip enough to go to those bars in the hotel which is ridiculous everyone who stays at the hotel should have access.
Can I get an Amen?
I would not use the sink to wash a dog.
Why would you care to? But points for the colorful & creative description.
Other:Room had view of methane flame burning from the city dump located across the street.
Wait, isn't that an attraction?
If you've got kids - this could have been part of the all-inclusive kid-friendly package , no? ;-)
Service Quality:There was a young kid that should have been working at McDonalds training another kid that should have been in REHAB!