November 13

Each day is like no other. I am getting to love the desert. My joints and sinus love it too and feel better. You can guess from the picture who we are with. Jim Lawrence arranged us to park right in front of him in his BLM camp near Quartzite, AZ. His dog, Buddy, an old buddy of ours, too, is getting old but is still looking in some ways like a puppy and as friendly as ever.....just some stiff joints like ours. Talk flew. We missed Myrna being with him. Then Jim dug in as he usually does and helped us get on line again and replace one of the cords connecting the motem and the router and we are on line again. I wonder how we can do this in Mexico....we are having so much trouble with it. Out loud, I did mention that Jim should accompany us to Mexico.... Instead we took him out to lunch at a nearby Mexican restaurant that serves "Sombreros" (elaborate taco salads on flat tortillas) along with Jim and Jan Meneely from my class of 56 that live here on a nice lot with a big new mobile and fun landscaping that Jim works on all of the time. Jan sews and makes purses out of bright materials that open up to picnic basket size, fold over casserol carriers, and other talent required crafts. Her sewing room is impressive .....as is their home with it's antler horn lamps and desert designs. We sat on their porch in the shade and watched a Road Runner that they were trying to feed hamburger. They are so good to see and fun to know. Being from Sandpoint ID, we had lots to talk about. One of their friends from nearby came over while we were there. He is from Sandpoint and was in the high school class with brother Bob. It seems to be a small world....one we are enjoying seeing.

Some time is spent working on our projects, repairing bus fans and installing clocks that were taken down during the bus remodeling, printing pictures and journals, and rearranging the storage....whenever we can take time.....Mostly we like to travel.

Driving down from Henderson to here........ the day before, was beautiful from our bus with it's picture window-size windshields. The Colorado River winds down through Lake Havasu City and the Parker Dam areas and the scenery won't quit. We walk and hike through little towns to see along the way....always new things to see and enjoy.....I am part Hobo. Andy is gaining lots of experience in this lost art.