And again, as soon as I was awake it was back onto the internet to see if anything had opened-up, seeing as how Matthew had been relatively benevolent to Miami and the surrounding inland areas- maybe folks would want to get back home and free-up hotel rooms?
|View from delightful hotel at 0800 this morn. Maybe I'll just faff around needlessly for another ten minutes...|
After watching saturation coverage on The Weather Channel, I sauntered downstairs to the lobby to ask if they were still fully booked tomorrow, just in case I didn't fancy getting out there. The Manageress said that I would be near the top of the list due to being the only eejit on a bike, hah-hah!
It was when I was down there that an English couple arrived and asked the inevitable, and they received the inevitable answer. The poor sods had been on the road for ages and ended-up sleeping in their car: I saw them again the next morning still trying to find somewhere. They were far from being the only ones...
|Matt goes north-east, I go south-east...|
It felt a bit strange trundling along, knowing that way over there was a fantastically powerful force of nature that you didn't want to get any closer to. Times like that you just hope that the weather folk have guessed right.
|Impossible to show but I swear the clouds were moving in a slight arc around the eye. Honest!|
|Bit presumptuous...I'll be the judge of that etc...|
|A contender for T.O.T.D.!|
|I admire your decimal accuracy but Gary Garmin reckons 8.9 miles. So there.|
|MES & Co. strike me as an unusual booking for this venue, but he has fans everywhere. Yes-uhhh!|
|Overshoes. After 30 minutes what possible use are you?|
|Stopped here at mile 75 to enquire but the inn was full. Nerves start jangling slightly, hah-hah!|
I pretty much chose the first place that had a vacancy and although it won't be giving the Manager of The Ritz any sleepless nights, I'm glad to be here. There is a real joy in having booked tomorrow night's motel already...come on legs, give us another 115 miles. It'll be sunny, honest!
|Why ever was I concerned? Stalag 17 had a couple of rooms free. And The Cooler too for misbehaviour.|
|And to think you were half-way clean last week. Breaks my heart!|
|A fine brew.|