Saturday, October 21, 2006

Pretty Safe Motel in Raleigh

distance: 42 miles
weather: slight rain, 49-54F
difficulty: hard


I’m at a Super 8 motel in Raleigh. I’m scared. The receptionist told me that a black man asked about my room. It was the guy who helped me with my bags. He told the receptionist that he was a friend of mine. Now it figures. He used a phone on the front desk and let me talk to his brother. The whole intention was to show the front desk that we were friends.
How naïve I was!
This is a slum. I’ve seen many blacks hanging around this neighborhood but since I told myself that I should politically correct and shouldn’t judge a place by the skin color of the people in this place I didn’t worry about staying here.

I changed my room immediately.

I didn’t go outside. I had popcorn and a can of coke for dinner.


“We are pretty safe motel in this neighborhood”

pretty safe motel is not good enough. Who would want to stay in a pretty motel? It's like having sex with a "pretty safe" condom.

No comments: