We walk to a coffee shop and get on the Wifi. Jay looks for places to stay. Maybe we’re getting used to this because there’s no stress or tension this time. There’s a bunch of places to stay, but Jay, sweet girl that she is, picks one with a gym for me, despite the online reviews saying the rooms stink. Not stink in a “this place sucks” kind of way, but a literal bad aroma emanating from the room. We figured it was just uptight travelers.
I can’t help but notice a sculpture of a giant crab while Jay researches.