The View From Centralia
Centralia, WA, that is. And actually, that isn’t. Really, I’m in Chehalis, which is a few miles south of Centralia, and I’m here because the hotel selection in Centralia sucks.
Q: How hard does it suck, Chuck?
A: It sucks so hard that the hotels in Chehalis are nicer than the hotels in Centralia, and the “nicer” hotel I’m staying at here in Chehalis is a friggin’ Best Fucking Western.
This is going to be a looooong 10 days, I can tell. But, hey, at least I’ve got a great view, right?
Riiiiiiiggggghhhhhhttttttt.
But that’s just the view straight out the window. I know you’re thinking that that’s one fine parking lot and can’t possibly be improved upon, but it gets even better. Really, it does.
See? If there’s nothing on TV and I get really bored, I can pull up a chair to the window and look off to the side and watch the family next door through their living room window — and they can watch me, too! And if the kids get really rambunctious in their front yard on the weekend, I’ll be able to hear their shrill cries of … well, whatever they’re crying about.
This is going to be great.
If only they had ducks. Then you’d feel right at home.