Coast to Coast.
The reality of being a visitor in someone else's home is that it's never as comfortable as your own space and routine. Forty-eight hours in, it's easy to become nostalgic for your coffee maker, grounds, and mugs, an innate understanding of how the shower faucet operates, and the ability to fulfill a facebook perusal on a screen larger than your i-phone. But as soon as the visit is over, you immediately miss what you once had-the adventure of new territory (unfamiliar people, places, and things) and the comforts of seeing a long, lost companion who (as of late) only comes in spurts. Enjoy!
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I'm a great advocate of hotels, myself.
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