Somewhere in Indiana

I honestly don't know what town I'm in. The motel is owned by a tiny Indian lady. The office smelled like yummy curry. She gave me a cable for the internet! The room has nothing identifying in terms of establishment name. The pizza delivery flyer doesn't offer an address. The yellow pages cover most of the state. The room was $35 if that gives you a hint as to the booney-ness.

Anyway - not so much fun today. Monotonous terrain. Southernly heading, so more sun in the eyes. Heavy traffic. Still, though, a so-so day on the road is better than workin', eh? The most interesting thing I saw today is the bathroom here. Mint tiling and bottle opener on the wall.

Home tomorrow, hopefully. *crossed fingers*