A-do-be Kind

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Quick words on Santa Fe.

Adobe. Dry heat. Railway Runaway Cowboys. Smoky. Dustbowl. Canyon Street. Fine Art. Pork Burritos. Lamb Tacos. Religion. Three Deer. Pitch Black. Public Bathrooms. Gravel Pit. Wrong turns.

Santa Fe to Flagstaff: 383 miles

Flagstaff was a pleasant break. We stayed in a hotel called Little America and rubbed clean the stenches we’d been collecting from the airs of different towns. The hair is no longer oil soaked. My face is no longer scratchy with stubble. My thirsts for beer and hot tubs were each taken care of, regardless of the fact that it was raining at the time.

Tomorrow we see the Grand Canyon... I'm doing eye stretches to get ready for the sight

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