Day 80

Its check out time. Packed my belongings.
Finished my Jack Daniels with coke so I wouldn’t have to take it with me. B called the hotel I had booked several times for early checkin. She said noone responded, then someone reaponded and she argued because they wouldn’t speak english.
We set off.

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Leaving this place after 70 great days...

Driving to the hotel I received email from booking.com saying that the hotel is oversold and we can’t stay there. Wtf. Called to the hotel and they said they have a few rooms free. Turns out B had pissed off them so much on the phone that they cancelled my booking. Just great. Arrived af the place and B went to “fix it” by booking a room by herself. With my cash. The room was dark, smelled a bit of idk what. Only small lamps that wouldnt light up the room enough.
Went to Publix to get groceries for 3 days. I stepped on scales and wow I hadn’t gained any weight since in USA! The Sushi diet certainly worked well! On our way B had to stop by her old friend to pick up weed.

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At the hotel I started working but barely did 2 hours. My head hurts from the AC, we cant live together, B needs ~68F, I need at least 74F.
This is a black area. Full with drug dealers, cheap hookers on the road, crackheads, and traffic rolling through. In the evening they all come out and it becomes a bit scary. My only remedy is the fire station with some cop cars on the other side of our building.

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Murica turned me into a racist in no time. Went to sleep early.

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