
Yeah, yeah. So we lost. But! Mike and I got to drive down to sunny Las Vegas with our friends Ben and Jill and not only did we not get any speeding tickets, which we unfortunately can't say for our last road trip, we also got to stay in our own separate smoke-filled Super 8 motels! That's right--separate motels, not rooms. That's because Mike and I reserved room at a Super 8, drove there via google maps, and watched as Ben and Jill checked out a room, a non-refundable room. We had one of those too; Las Vegas is good for that. The only problem was that our reservation was for a Super 8 motel eight miles away on the same road. Whoops.