Tonight I sleep with two men

I keep telling you I have a lot to write about our trip and then I don’t deliver. I write about laundry and boring hotels. Until now.

Sink your fangs into this.

We are staying in a Twilight-themed motel in Forks tonight and OMG you guys I feel like a teenager. (If I were allowed, as a teenager, to spend the night in a motel with a man.)

We’ve gone all around Forks snapping pics of the spots featured in the book but the highlight is definitely our motel room. And maybe the dog I found in the woods by La Push that could have passed for a wolf. From a distance. If you had poor eye sight.

OMG I AM REALLY HERE.

We were joined by gaggles of preteen girls and middle-aged mothers at nearly every stop on the self-guided Twilight tour. Scott stayed in the car mostly and only came out to take a photo of me in front of the “Welcome to Forks” sign. Even then he looked embarrassed and took the photo as fast as he could.

But he loosened up by the end of the evening.

More details to come obviously! No time to blog when I have this waiting for me.

And by this, I mean this bed. The one on the left, under Edward’s watchful eye.

I mean, really! Was there ever any doubt?