DAY 22: WILMINGTON - SOMEPLACE ALONG THE COAST
Sitting next to Mei Mei right now in South Port, NC on a beautiful day. Made even more beautiful relative to yesterday's physics-defying headwinds as Hurricaine Jeanne passed through NC.
Two nights ago, to avoid Jeanne, we stayed at a hotel in Jacksonville, NC. This friendly sounding little ville is an adorable cluster of malls, strip malls, and franchise restaurants, situated on rolling fields of asphalt lots. We got a special rate at an Innkeeper Inn, $25, which seemed to be a great bargain until I discovered, in the middle of the night, that the bed was piss-soaked.
Stop-- I know what you're thinking.
It turns out that someone urinated in the bed before we got the room but, as it was a big bed, I didn't discover that until I drifted over towards the far edge of the bed around 6 am. (really, it wasn't me. I checked)
Upon discovering the source of the rank funk, I sprang to alert the staff that their hotel was, in fact, a big stinking piece of crap. The room was comped.
Last night we rolled into Wilmington after registering voters at the beautiful campus of UNC-Wilmington. We called Billy, who we met on the ferry ride from Ocracoke. Billy took us around Wilmington and we had an absolutely terrific night. Definitely one of the highlights of the trip. We registered voters at some bars and went to onerly cool spot called The Soapbox for a poetry reading. Wilmington, and Billy, get big ups for a great night. And today, sunny and windless Wednesday, we hope to pass into South Carolina after taking in some fine East Carolina bbq.
-Raphael
Two nights ago, to avoid Jeanne, we stayed at a hotel in Jacksonville, NC. This friendly sounding little ville is an adorable cluster of malls, strip malls, and franchise restaurants, situated on rolling fields of asphalt lots. We got a special rate at an Innkeeper Inn, $25, which seemed to be a great bargain until I discovered, in the middle of the night, that the bed was piss-soaked.
Stop-- I know what you're thinking.
It turns out that someone urinated in the bed before we got the room but, as it was a big bed, I didn't discover that until I drifted over towards the far edge of the bed around 6 am. (really, it wasn't me. I checked)
Upon discovering the source of the rank funk, I sprang to alert the staff that their hotel was, in fact, a big stinking piece of crap. The room was comped.
Last night we rolled into Wilmington after registering voters at the beautiful campus of UNC-Wilmington. We called Billy, who we met on the ferry ride from Ocracoke. Billy took us around Wilmington and we had an absolutely terrific night. Definitely one of the highlights of the trip. We registered voters at some bars and went to onerly cool spot called The Soapbox for a poetry reading. Wilmington, and Billy, get big ups for a great night. And today, sunny and windless Wednesday, we hope to pass into South Carolina after taking in some fine East Carolina bbq.
-Raphael
posted by ride for change at 9/29/2004
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For the next hurricane relief concert ; the easy way to keep going.
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