Travel journal, Day One, The Night
After a reasonably pleasant drive down Washington, along the mighty Columbia River for many miles, then southwest across Oregon and finally into southern Idaho, we spent the night in a town called Bliss. One motel town, two restaurants... being generous there... and to summarize, we would not sleep nor eat here again. You might say, we are Blissed off. The motel owner is a great tightwad, disliking the whole cat idea, charging us extra, and yet desiring us to keep the beast confined in her... Sign in to see full entry.