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.
The dirt road takes us past the hill with the white cross on top. It overlooks the town and is visible from our campsite.
I park the van at the town square.
Bridget and Spike scramble down out of the PTV, excited to explore this new, strange place.
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.
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rvsue and her canine crew 