What? That's the name? Yep, sure is. Back in March of 1950 a radio show host of a trivia show said he'd air his 10th anniversary show from any town that would change it' name to match the show. So this nut job of a town made the change and still bares the name today. Our reason for visiting the town actually had nothing to do with sightseeing. Our fridge needed to be defrosted. Sit back, and listen to my story.
Traveling full time isn't always glorious. Our RV is equipped with an absorption style fridge. I'll keep this super simple so you don't space out and stop reading. House fridge: compressor and fan blow cold air around. RV fridge: aluminum fins get cold and absorb heat from the air. So when these fins get cold they ice up like the old style fridges from way back in the day. We unload the fridge and I get to work scraping the ice out with a wooden handle from a wire brush.
With the fridge scraped clean it was time to get the food back in. I noticed the water in the bottom of the freezer wasn't draining. The little drain hole must be plugged. First I tried to put some windshield washer fluid in the bottom and waited a minute. No dice. So then it was time for drastic measures. Poke it open with a coat hanger. Yay! The water went down. Then I went outside to see where it drained from. Turns out it was from an electric outlet inside of a luggage bay. Uh...that's not good. Some investigating yields the realization that the drain hose was broken underneath the fridge. That would explain why the sub-floor had a water stain when we put in the vinyl planks.
Time to go shopping for supplies. Oh look, the town of Truth or Consequences has a hardware store. We should go there. What began as an earnest attempt to look for a simple hose ended up being thrift store browsing and lunch at Tony's Mexican Restaruant. Word to the wise: Don't eat at places that look nice on the outside. It's almost a guarantee their food isn't as good as the rundown place serving food on paper plates. In fact most of the town looked on the well worn side. It wasn't a place that has a lot of economy and you can see that in the streets.
Back to Roo with our vinyl hose in hand the repair was completed. We elected to spend the rest of the afternoon walking the dog and getting the kayaks off of Shirley for some much needed water time. It's the first occasion since the valley of vegetables that we've been able to float the afternoon away in careless bliss. No noise, no people, no problems. Could be worse....