Monday, December 18, 2006

Survivor: Shreveport

When we reached Shreveport on Thursday, we checked into a brand-spanking new hotel. We'd reserved a non-smoking room.

And, since this was Shreveport, as we walked down the hallway to our room on the fourth floor, we smelled cigarette smoke and heard a barking dog.

"Do they have livestock pens on this floor?" I asked. If a man had come bursting out of a room with a lasso, chasing a pig, I would not have been surprised.

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