Did you ever want to throw a book across the room and then feel bad about it later? I had almost the same thing happen with this fantasy series where the hero just walks into the sunset and nothing gets answered, not one thing. I was mad for weeks and told everyone at work not to bother reading it. Then the second book came out and the author basically wrote a whole chapter saying yeah sorry folks, here is what really happened, and it turned out the sunset thing was actually him dying and coming back. I still think it was a cheap move to make us buy another book just to get a real ending, but at least I stopped hating it. The weird part is now I kind of like the first book more knowing what comes next.

That motel price is nuts for four hours. I've done the same thing at Midway, just found a gate with nobody around and passed out. Airport floors beat throwing money away on a bed you barely use.