A nifty look at a nice little motel on the beach in Indialantic, Florida.
I like that there are still smaller ones like this, along with the massive chain hotels farther up the beach.
On the ipod:
Can't Breathe, by Disciple. From their "By God" Cd.
I give you my life
Set in the potter's hands
Make it what you want
Cause I can't move and I can't breathe
I can't love and I can't speak
I can't trust and I can't run
I can't wake and I can't sleep
I can't live my life without you
4 comments:
That motel looks like my kind of place. What a view.
Love the words to that song. I am nothing but a blob of clay without Him.
Small is beautiful, just as we go to Austria we have booked in a small Hotel - family run place.
I really like this photo and how you took it.
Come see the great catch of the day, for me and someone else.
Wow ... for a motel, it looks like it's got a great view of the ocean.
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