Hail fellow, well met… at the Scarlet House, Silverton, Colorado. Your local source for free wireless access. The espresso machine doesn’t work (it’s having "emotional problems," according to the sign on the wall), but the tea is good. And did I mention the wireless is free?
Got here yesterday about 1 p.m. Wrote from about 3:00-4:15, 6:15-7:15 and again from 8:30-10:15. (What is up with all these :15s?) Produced a grand total of 2285 words. Zowie!
Here’s my humble abode/office/personal cafe for the next week:
Cute, i’n’t it? Freaking tiny, i’n’t it?
Hah. If you think it’s tiny from the outside, you should see the inside:
That’s my kitchen, the end of my bed (bunk-) and the left side of my office.
There’s the office, the bathroom door and the double bed (so-called because it doubles as a storage space).
Those are the bowhunters from Texas who were watching with amused interest as I lugged in my week’s worth of supplies (including three fine, fine bottles of wine).
There’s the view from my spacious front porch…
And there’s my trusty steed, which ferries me around town with only an occasional (okay, constant) pained groan from the derailleurs.
OK, back to work. Today–the end of Chapter 8 and the commencement of Chapter 9!