Missississississippi

Hin and Swanic cruised through the night on their way to Hattiesburg MS. Stopping at an Exxon for petrol the decided to have a bite to eat. The Exxon divided two options for grub: Subway or The Huddle House. Swanic opted for the latter. After using the facilities Gin came out to find Swanic waiting for her. "I thought you were going to the Huddle Hut." To which Swanic responded "I thought it best to wait for my beard." Gin graciously went in with Swanic. They peeled a laminated menu from the counter. Swanic was saddened to realize that though the menu was thick and large it only boasted 5 options all of which were either deep fried or smothered in cramy sauce. The duo made their way to Subway. The restaurant's old slogan "Eat Fresh" had no relevance in this franchise as the meat was tucked behind grease stained plexi glass which only served to contain the flies that buzzed around the pre-portioned discolored beef and chicken. A red haired toothless wonder of a sandwich artiste took their orders. Both of our heroes went with sensible vegetarian subs. Over their foot longs Swanic shared a memory of Skiing with Gin in their youth. On this particular day Swanic had managed to forget his skis. Swanic confessed that he opted not to rent skis because, being a plus size child, he was too embarrased to write his weight on the rental form. Gin did not judge him, she didn't laugh or even snicker, instead she cast him a look of pure understanding and said the most comforting thing Swanic had ever heard: "When I was little I was too fat to ride the pony."
They got back on the road and found their hotel despite the most intense lighting and rain storm the likes of which these Yankees had never been exposed. They got their keys and tried the door. True to form for the last hotel the swipe of the electronic card only yielded a blinking yellow light, not the tell tale click of an unlocking door they both expected. Gin went and got new keys, neither of which worked either. Gin shared her concern that she thought a blinking yellow light meant the door was dead bolted. Swanic dismissed this and headed for the office. He spoke with the clerk who have him new keys and said he would send security to help. As swanic rounded the corner Gin took a picture of Chakkah II. Just after she did this the light in the room snapped on! Someone was in their room! Gin worried that these poor vacationers were probably thinking that the people trying to get into their room were murderers and were probably calling the police or loading their gun! Swanic decided to go back to the clerk. In doing so he realized that there was an interior entrance to the room. It dawned on him that perhaps the security guard had come in from this side and turned on the light. Swanic entered the hall and found their room, he slid the card in and heard the beautiful click of the door opening! He opened the other door to find Gin with a look of shock upon her face ready to apologize to whoever was within. Relieved the two settled into bed for a good nights sleep.

Swanic