Driving to the hotel wasn't fun. I should have taken the Nylo shuttle. Actually I have never liked driving in CT either- RI seems the same. To this day I still can't get from one sisters house to another in under two hours. Everything is rolling hills and greenery with roads going no particular direction. I can handle MA driving and even Boston with no problem because I grew up there- it's just the rolling hills and highways that twist and turn with no visual references that mess me up. We looped around the Warwick mall a few times- made a U-eey on a rural highway and found the street and Hotel around midnight. OK- now having out of states plates doesn't seem as bad since I was driving like some retard from Louisiana anyway.
The NYLO was just as advertised. Modern, nice. Not so modern that you can't figure out how things work, but close. BTW, never pre-open the individual coffee-pods before putting it into the machine. Luckily the cement floors are easy to clean. We shared the elevator ride up with a transsexual- so we felt right at home. Not a petite woman- but she was very nice and assured us the rooms were soundproof and you can't hear anything from the next room... no, we didn't ask how she knew that.
Our clocks and bodies are three hours off. For some reason the 8 or 10 hour international time changes are easier on me. We'll skip breakfast today and jump right into lunch. The local supply of clams, oysters and Pt. Judith calamari will be severely depleted after our stay- or at least that is our culinary plan. The only problem I will have is driving from one place to another. I should have done the Hertz "never lost" navigation option this time.
So here we go... Everyone should be arriving in Providence today, little by little. The wedding rehearsal and dinner is tonight. Alonzo has all the clothes ready. He is great to travel with (although it did take over a decade to break him in).
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