When we travel, we realize we are trading the comforts and conveniences of our home and our way of living there for the excitement of seeing and experiencing new things. But I will tell you that after our recent driving trip to the West and Southwest, I can pinpoint exactly what I missed most about home.
We were on the road for 31 days, and our accommodations (not counting a few nights' respite with relatives) ranged in price from $54 to $230 a night (that would be California) and included motels (one each Travelodge and Super 8) and hotels (Hiltons, casino hotels), a bunch of Holiday Inns/Expresses, and one very lovely Candlewood Suite. Some were shabby, some were brand new, all were basically clean (probably), but they all had one thing in common that frustrated and disappointed me at the most fundamental personal level: cheap-ass plastic toilet seats and cheap-ass toilet paper.
I shall not elucidate. But it is good to be home.
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