The crew and I take the scenic route into Ajo.
It’s a sunny day, but awfully windy at our campsite. Hmmm, maybe it’s not as windy in town.
I park the van at the town square.
Unfortunately the shops and offices form a U-shape that creates a vortex of wind. We try to enjoy strolling under the covered walkway around the perimeter.
I find the library and the post office are along the plaza.
A shop of Mexican imports has its door open. There’s a small display outside. I wonder how that Mexican blanket would look on the bed at home. The colors are so pretty. Sure would liven up the decor.
A couple come out, laughing. She hollers over her shoulder to the man in the shop, “Feliz Navidad!”
A wind gust blows my hat off.
I chase it down. The crew gets confused. Bridget pulls in one direction; Spikey in another. Enough of this! We’ll come back another day. I hate wind!
The crew always seems to fall asleep on the road back to camp.
I guess there’s nothing to do but hunker down inside the Casita. I have my book to read. I’ll put on some soup and make a tuna fish sandwich for supper. My mind wanders to my sisters, one in Florida and the other in Mississippi. Here comes another Christmas with us so far apart. I wish we were together. Well, at least I got to see both of them last summer.