Even though I had the joint to myself for a couple of hours, I didn't have the guts to go down to the basement which is off limits to guests (except me, of course ) I did stick my recorder out and asked a couple of goofy questions but there was nothing. This morning, the owner asked me if I picked up any disembodied voices. I said that I hadn't and he was surprised. Evidently, the last ghost hunters who stayed in my room picked up a lot of activity. Thus the theme of my blog "do I scare ghosts away?"
Just so that you know that I am not becoming disillusioned, I have changed my tactic just a bit. Instead of B & Bs, I'm staying in haunted hotels. They are cheaper and there are a lot of them in this neck of the woods. I found "The Biltmore" in Greensboro, North Carolina and they made no bones about the fact that a gentleman by the name of Phillip is haunting room 337. He's a fondler as well. (Hallelujah!! I scored) He likes the laaadies! As it turns out, they had the room available for me so here I sit, with my ghost equipment at the ready, talking nonsense into an audio recorder, waiting for a sign.....a fondle.....any damn thing! Here's a picture of the hotel:
Tomorrow, I'm going to make my way back to Boston. It's about 1200 miles the way I'm going (back roads). Because Memorial Day Weekend is coming up, I may have problems getting a room but I have a nice back seat.
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