McDonaldization

It is so weird to wake up in one La Quinta, pile onto a stinky bus and ride for 8 hours across the middle of Texas (with a notable stop in Comanche, where they sell tomato aspic, pork rinds, gigantic boxes of grits, and Dr Pepper in bottles), and end up in another La Quinta, in a room that looks exactly the same. Exactly. The bathroom door even sticks just like the old one did. We could have driven in a giant circle.