Here is the old Route 66. We took it to and from the RV park. The Conoco station was quite charming.


I'm sorta "getting it" about all the kitch on Route 66. Since there is nothing much but miles and miles of wide open spaces, the road entertainment is at least a monotony breaker.


So, I'll share some of them with you. I include my latest licence plates as well.
I like the way they do bridges in New Mexico. Some have quite beautiful murals (that are hard to photograph as we fly by.)

World's largest cross. The stations (of the cross) are at the base.


World's largest cross. The stations (of the cross) are at the base.
Here's what time it is. We are getting somewhat confused and anticipate more confusion. I change my watch when we see these signs, but the computer has Central time, the wall clock has Mountain time since Marcia reset it, my bedside clock has Eastern Daylight savings time, I think, and the car ran out of time when we ran the battery down and had to find the right code to reset everything. We should head out for Arizona tomorrow. They don't spring forward or fall back, so I think we won't even try to adjust As long as we have no appointments to keep, we'll just keep our own time and move back another hour when we get to Pacific time.
There are things about the west that make me feel like a stranger in a strange land. Seeing long distances is one of them. Yesterday, we were driving around Albuquerque and there was this mountain right in front of us. A nearly naked mountain as well. There is very little grass, and one can imagine that those who have grass must tend to it nearly constantly. Most places have gravel where one might expect grass. Stella is very confused, and the little gravel is unpleasant for her to walk on, but thats where the scrubby little trees are planted and where the dog smells are, so she's gotta go there. I'm telling her that we are on the surface of the moon.
The silver "plant" is decorative-perhaps Alba-quirky.
I met a dog, yesterday, who had burned her feet on the hot asphalt. Having done that myself in the course of my life, I would like to spare Stella the experience. Marcia is checking at Pet Smart for some Southwest sneakers for her paws. Yesterday, I took her out of the RV as soon as we arrived at the KOA, not even thinking it was high noon (or within 2 hours of noon-who knows really). I am really unaccostomed to the earth giving off so much heat.
The other strange thing is about sweating. It doesn't happen outdoors, but when one comes inside. I am thinking that the world has turned into a clothes dryer. The bathroom rug didn't get quite dry in the dryer, so I just draped it over the car seat, and soon it was dry. We bring very thin used beachtowells so they will dry fast after we use them. Not a problem to use big plush here.

DOXSUND

GOOSE

FATBOY stayed at the KOA last night.

4SHOWW
We did not win the 27mil powerball on Saturday, so Marcia is out buying new tickets.

Apparently there was quite a bit of drama going on in the RV park before we arrived. A man in his 80's came to pick up his RV from storage. He was pulling out when he blacked out and the RV kept on ploughing through the park. Luckily, no one was hurt, including the driver. The RV flattened one side of a picnic table, crumbled a metal fire pit, damaged another RV, smashed two wooden poles to splinters, pulled down about 50ft of chain link fence and went down a 3 ft embankment, crumpled the aluminum carport on the apartment complex next door, and smashed into a pick up truck. Lucky these obstacles were in the path, or it would have smashed into someone's apartment.
DOXSUND
GOOSE
FATBOY stayed at the KOA last night.
4SHOWW
We did not win the 27mil powerball on Saturday, so Marcia is out buying new tickets.
Apparently there was quite a bit of drama going on in the RV park before we arrived. A man in his 80's came to pick up his RV from storage. He was pulling out when he blacked out and the RV kept on ploughing through the park. Luckily, no one was hurt, including the driver. The RV flattened one side of a picnic table, crumbled a metal fire pit, damaged another RV, smashed two wooden poles to splinters, pulled down about 50ft of chain link fence and went down a 3 ft embankment, crumpled the aluminum carport on the apartment complex next door, and smashed into a pick up truck. Lucky these obstacles were in the path, or it would have smashed into someone's apartment.
When we were learning to drive the Cronemobile, Ralph told us that cars would generally not be competition for us, but to defer to the semi. I see what he means. There are lots of horses in these things (not to mention weighty stuff), and those horses don't like to stop once they get going.
The driver was taken to hospital to determine if he had had a stroke or heart attack, or whatever else. There was a woman walking her dogs, a daschund and a jack russel. They were leashed together, and got away from her. As of last night, they had not been found. Several campers extended their stay to help her look for them, and I was told there was a TV news report about it to assist in finding the dogs.
It is, of course, hotter than blue blazes during the day, and windy at night. We are expecting 40-45mph winds tonight. We have somehow lost our TV satellite reception, and with high winds, we close up the internet satellite at night. We do get good local reception on TV.
We are pleased to report that we are well, we have found Whole Foods, we are cool, and the Cronemobile is once again water tight thanks to the skilled service at Meyers RV. We'll head for Flagstaf tomorrow.



