In normal circumstances, Bryson would probably turn his nose up at the rundown motel room and below-average food. But after the deprivation of the Trail, the prospect of any warm bed and any hot food fill him with delight, and the experience is heavenly. Bryson underscores once more that as time passes, it’s not nature he’s falling in love with, but the simple comforts everyday life—such as pie—which he never appreciated in this way before.