Getting out of Wilmington...

We got up at a fairly reasonable time this morning, trying to get an early start on the day so we could get to Philadelphia fairly early to keep ourselves on schedule. I went out to get some ice from the motel's ice machine for our cooler, but it turns out that the temperature got down cold enough that the ice machine itself was frozen. I tried pulling some of the solid frozen mass out of the way, but without much luck.

So I checked in the freezer section of their little mini-fridge for some ice cubes, and guess what was in there, frozen to the side? A bottle of Crown Royal. That wasn't exactly something that I expected, but it was a pleasant surprise, at least. I have no idea how long it was in there. The booze was obviously not frozen solid, but the bottle itself was frozen hard to the metal sides. I'm guessing it was probably there for a week or so, at least. Especially since it wasn't even a real freezer, but just one of those little tray things at the top.

Guess I'll have to be sure to check in the freezers of all the hotels we stay in from now on...

The continental breakfast wasn't a whole lot to speak of. They still had some cinnamon roll type things and a few bagels, but that's about it. And, of course, the obligatory cup of coffee. I think sugar, starch, and caffeine are pretty much the standard for continental breakfasts. I guess they just figure you need that jolt to get going in the mornings...

We're about to roll on to Philadelphia...