i was in charge of choosing a hotel for the evening when we were traveling back to illinois from florida. first, let me tell you: i secretly thought such a long roadtrip would kill us, traveling so far with two kids under the age of 3. to my surprise, i felt a sense of accomplishment when we were driving back after two weeks of fun at the beach. we weren't dead. we'd had a good time. there were a lot of great memories from that road trip. riding an emotional high as we approached nashville (10 hours in one day!!), i flipped through this discount book we found at a rest stop. RAMADA: GUITAR-SHAPED POOL. how could i resist? how could anyone resist? i won't tell you about the room because that would ruin my story...but the pool! you should have been there.