a stand out contestant for the most bizarre hotel award.
We woke in our budget beds. Our budget room had seen the night through and our budget selves were ready. We’d once again head to our budget car and hit the budget road. We squeezed our way out of the car park past where a coach driver had decided this entrance road was the perfect place to park. Tours was relatively easy to navigate in. We were in the newer built up area of the town where building in straight lines made sense. Back through the avenue we arrived in and we were out. We needed to be on the other side of the city but we figured it would be easier to leave the way we came in a loop around. There was one road that looped around the city. It was a motorway. Motorways were bad. They were not budget.