Missoula was a good time. A was jonesin for a real mall, so we did that. We got some sale items at the Gap. I picked up some rockin brown cords. We floated around downtown a little. Spent a little time at the coolest little coffee shop (I think it is the little business at the very far left of this pic)--apothecary shelves all the way up the wall with the sliding ladder. We ate at the Depot. I had the swordfish; A had the lobster tail. We hot tubbed and slept at the C'mon inn. These days are lovely days.
2 comments:
What a superb name for a hotel! If I ever find myself out that way, that's where I'm staying.
Reb,
I can really appreciate a good and cheesy hotel name. This is the whole reason we chose the c'mon inn. It is often also the criteria for picking restaurants. As a fellow writer I'm sure you can appreciate the fact that I'm into the story, the name, moreso than the food or the stay.
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