Almost a ghost town.
June 29th 2018 After I posted my blog today. I left my comfortable air conditioned room, ( another flea bag motel, but quite frankly I don’t know how to put up a tent in 25mph winds,)
and walked down the street looking for food.
While on my way, I dodged a huge tumble weed and it suddenly struck me.
This reminds me of one of those old Clint Eastwood movies when he rides into town with the wind blowing fi
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