Strange as it might seem, this is one of my most favorite photographs I have ever found in my years of virtual fishing for material to spread around to retro/vintage/Americana lovers. It’s not just the old Pepsi and Coke machines but the whole scene. Maybe it’s because I have so many strong memories of being at a motel just like this late at night.
In this photo, I can hear and smell every detail and even see out of the frame. Perhaps it’s just me and the weird way I perceive things but I think there’s nothing like a quiet old motel pool at night over which to reflect on the day’s adventures and to think about what is to come tomorrow.