Here we are in La Quinta/Indio, where everything new and luxurious, with green grass and palm trees/ But it's the dessert and it's already predicted to be 90 today. Oh, yeah, it's a dry heat. Hmm. But I looked at the weather almost everywhere else in America and decided not to whine about the heat. Well, right after this.
Don't ever go through, or even near, Bakersfield without stopping at Dewar's. They make multiple flavors of taffy, chocolates, and ice cream, maybe the best of all time. At least in the top five.
So I've been told.
It's really, really hard to see, but right above the sagebrush (or whatever those fluffy-looking plants are) is a little line of white dots. That is one of the Mojave airplane graveyards. Ordinary people aren't allowed to get close to it, so just use your imagination. Or look on google images for better shots. Think of all the adventures each of them have been on, all the places they have seen,
all the people they have carried, the stories they can tell.
Listen carefully. One of the stories might be yours.
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