The Bed Cover is Ugly with Loud

We've made it to the lovely hotel, the charmingly named Village Inn.  They say it takes a village.  They have clearly been drinking.  Ok, sorry Village quantifiers, we've been drinking.  Don't judge us.  

First three stops, Albany/Corvallis/Corvallis complete and mightily enjoyed.  The drive in our skiyish blue captiva has been good with very minimal lostness.  Now we prep for night number one, sampling a few of Eugene's finest, and maybe one Sprinfieldian brew.  

We ask you think of us hearty souls, doing the lords work.  This isn't for us, it's for you villagers.  I hope you like it.  And by it, I mean drunken ramblings that will be coming.  Best xmas ever.