I am switching the thread in a sadder, non-sexual direction.

I actually lived in a motels for three months in the process of separating from - you know from whom.

And no, I did not think of motels as places where you would do those things.

Not at all.

I was at some point so suicidal that I looked up the lethal dose of Lithium online, counted my pills and realized that I had a 50/50 chance of survival from taking them all, and decided that it was not enough certainty for me. I then cried myself to sleep. That was after realizing, for the first time, that the father of my daughters may actually make me never see them.

So... I did get a skin infection. It was really bad. It needed treatment, in the form of covering my whole body head to toe with a prescription cream and having all my clothes (I only had a couple of items of clothing) washed on High temp.

I did research and it turned out that such skin infections are very common - notoriously common - from staying at motels. I do not remember the name of the skin infection.

The motel manager did move me into another room after vehemently denying that my skin infection had anything to do with his substandard hygiene practices and trying to convince me that I had eczema or other skin ailments, and only after I bluntly told him that I had had absolutely flawless skin before residing on the lovely premises he managed, he agreed to move me.

Well, it was the cheapest motel around. Maybe hotels, being a few notches up motels, provide a safer environment.

With that said, I hope you have fun, Bluemountains, and emerge from the experience without any trouble that would necessitate getting prescription creams!

I am spending the long weekend in Chicago seeing my gf from when we were... four years old. Have not seen her in many years. Very excited! And, it would be my first time in Chicago.

Bye, Blue&Blue!