What better way to start the day than old hot rods and airplane fuselages. Unfortunately the sales lot was closed because it was Sunday. That's not enough to dampen my spirits. I can see the cool stuff through the fence and it gives me hope. Hope that someday we'll find home and I will have useless broken cars and trucks laying around the yard. Oh what a dream. But dreams are just that, and this is reality. Let's go for a cruise through town and look at all the trailers.
It's overcast which helps out a lot. We were able to ride for nearly an hour without baking in the sun like grapes turning into raisins. When we get back home Katie pulls out a deck of cards. What she didn't know is that I was recording this. No matter. This is way better than fake scripted video.
Our night is capped off with our typical night walk. This time we get an up close look at a wooden horse made by the campground manager. We chatted for a few minutes the other day and this is what he does in his spare time. Neat.
Here are the lit up statue pictures I promised from the last post. Sorry that the pictures suck. Guess my phone isn't all that great in low light situations.
It's still hot and we sit outside for a couple more hours. Then I dropped my tablet about 18 inches to the ground. Stupid rock desert and all it's rockiness. I've had this thing for 4 years and it's been flawless. Not anymore. It'll be cheaper to throw it in the trash than to replace the screen. Such is life.