Shortly they approached the Imperial Hotel and she felt his mind slow down as he parked the car.  Jill much preferred camping on the carnival grounds... except fox one thing: bathtubs.  Showers were a1l right, but nothing could beat a big tub of hot, hot water, climb into it up to your chin and soak!  Sometimes they checked into a hotel for a few days and rented a ground car.  Mike did not, by early training, share her fanatic enthusiasm for scrubbing; he was now as fastidiously clean as she was - but only because she had trained him to be; it did not annoy him.  Moreover, he could keep himself immaculate without wasting time on washing or bathing, just as he never had to see a barber once he knew precisely how Jill wanted his hair to grow.  But Mike, too, liked the time spent in hotels for the sake of baptism alone; be enjoyed immersing himself in the water of life as much as ever, irrespective of a non-existant need to clean and no longer with any superstitious feeling about water.