What Can I Add?

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Really, the sign says it all. 

This lovely “Green Area” is not a joke, according to the manager of the Escapees North Ranch campground near Congress, Arizona.  They’re one serious bunch here.

I’ve been here one whole day, and already I’m champing at the bit to leave.

For one thing, it’s hotter than hell.  I’m very heat intolerant.  Heat literally makes me sick.  Atina, too.  She demanded a walk at 2 p.m., and got diarrhea, which is a predictable consequence of heat stress.  We’re not going out again till after the sun goes down.  At least it does cool off rapidly, and even gets chilly enough for a sweatshirt at night.

The people here are unfriendly and unhelpful and even belligerent.  Very odd, since most travelers are very supportive of one another and eager to help.

I discovered this when I was forced to ask someone for help opening a water faucet at my campsite.  I am wearing a brace on my left hand, since I broke my wrist two days ago tripping over a log in the dark.  Even so, all the help I got was the loan of a wrench.

I’m looking for a place in New Mexico to wait for spring to spring in Colorado, where it is still colder than hell.

I camped at a really nice place near Silver City, NM last week.  I might go back there.  It’s inexpensive, the owner is nice, and the washing machine is free.  The shower is even decent, a big plus.

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This was taken from the Mc Donald Observatory in Southwest Texas. 

I was surprised to find that West Texas looks just like the country you see in cowboy movies.  This is a hundred or so miles north of Mexico, officially part of the Sonoran Desert.   It’s a beautiful place.  The people are friendly, and I saw several Roadrunners (meep, meep), but Wiley Coyote was heard but not seen!  Bugs Bunny did make a guest appearance, but he scrammed when he got a load of Miss Malligator (Atina).

http://youtu.be/hU9e-LZvYIk

Welcome to Texas!

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Do not feed the wildlife, and watch for snakes?

This is the view when you pull into the Texas Welcome Center.

As if the previous night in Louisiana wasn’t enough.

That campground was a simple piece of swamp.  When I got out of my rig to plug into the electric, I sank into mud up to the ankle.  There were signs warning not to leave garbage out, because it attracts alligators.  Bears, I’m used to.  Alligators, no.

So the next morning I balled the jack all the way to Livingston, Texas, which is a couple of hundred miles on barely-paved 75 mph two-lane roads north of Houston.  Got into my campground at 5:32 p.m.

500 miles in 8 hours.  How did I do that?

Drugs.  All legal.

1)  Starbucks Double Shot in a can;
2) I took my Adderal, which I normally hate taking, but it really does help me pay attention)
3) Nicotine tablets
4) There was a fourth one, but I forget now.  I’m having a major crash day.

So I’m watching for snakes.  I never feed the wildlife anymore, so that’s not an issue.  But snakes are important to watch for.

I don’t have a huge desire to hang around in Texas for longer than I have to.  The only reasons I have to are to pick up some mail that is waiting for me here, and to see if I can get my abscessed tooth taken care of.  There’s a place here that advertises crowns made in one day, so I’m going to look into that.

Good thing I’m a traveling pharmacy, otherwise this tooth would have hung me up before now.  As soon as it dawned on me that this pain, swelling, and fever was localized to a tooth that broke in half recently, and was half-heartedly repaired by a dentist who really wanted to do the, “Oh, what you need is a four-tooth bridge, maybe a couple of implants and a time-share on Key Largo” thing, so was put out when I explained that I was short on both time and money…so the shite filling she did ($270) started leaking almost immediately, with the result that the tooth became infected, during the blizzard, of course.

Where was I?

Oh, yes.  As soon as I realized that it was my tooth, I rummaged through my box of random medicines and found exactly the right antibiotic.  After three days the tooth quieted down, but I’ve continued to take the antibiotics, because the tooth is now essentially a foreign body, and until it’s fixed the bacteria will be hiding out in there, waiting for a window of opportunity.  Which I hope not to give them.

Now, there is a dentist in this town who advertises not only same-day crowns, but also sedation!  And takes emergencies!  Does it get any better? 

Yes, not needing a dentist in the first place.