Eric and the WHO??

Here I am parked in beautiful downtown Yuma.  The Palms really is a nice park with lots of amenities.  There are many houses ... you can't really call them park models ... some with fabulous outdoor spaces.  If I'm lucky, I'll find a map on how to get out before I leave.  Yes, it's that big!!

At 8:00 yesterday morning we were heading out to Los Algodones to hit the pharmacy.  Surprisingly, there were very few cars and we walked right in without seeing anyone.  Oh wait ... there was one Mexican Soldier who stopped us to check our purses.  That was new.

No problem ... in we went to walk the gauntlet of "good morning ... you need a dentist?  glasses?"  No thank you as we walked a little faster to the pharmacy that seems to sell for a bit less.  Wish I could tell you the name ... it's down the street from the multi-colored Algodones sign.  My $65 meds cost me $15.

On the way out, we were surprised that the number of cars in the parking lot had quadrupled and they were coming in in a steady stream.  Our timing was perfect.  We didn't even see anyone as we handed over our passports.  We were back home in less than one hour.  

Time to hit the Marketplace for fabric.  This place ... I could go broke here.  Thirty yards later, much of it one third the price, and Nancy was a happy camper.

We made one more quick stop for a rug for my rig.  Cooper has a hard time on the slick floor, so this will help him stay upright while chasing the ball.  It will require either some sticky tape or a rug pad to keep it from slipping.  Cooper was the happy camper this time.

Just because we could, we made a quick stop at Gramma Jo's fabric shop.  No one has western and kokopeli fabric like they have.

The RV park has many shows, one of which was scheduled last night.  I think this was the first in a long while.  Cindy and Ray had tickets given to them, and with Cindy feeling under the weather, Ray and I walked to the concert.  

Eric and the Dominoes were playing Eric Clapton music.  If I remember right, I never cared for Clapton's music.  We were escorted to our seats, not having to walk far at all since we were in the back row.  That was fine with me ... anyone coughing would be in front of us!

The auditorium was about 3/4 full, mostly all us old folk!!  It turned out the back row wasn't quite far enough back.

Eric and his crew had the amps turned up to 899 on the Richter scale.  It was so horribly loud I had to completely cover one ear.  I quickly remembered why I never listened to Eric Clapton.  I'm sure they played the same stanza over 12 times, along with the same words ... "I shot the Sheriff" at least 15 times.  

I hated to be a killjoy, but in 45 minutes I was almost deaf.  Those guys really know how to play their instruments, but they should hire a roadie to fix the sound.  I leaned over to Ray and screamed "you ready to go".  I got a resounding YES!!

We were out the door, laughing out loud the entire way back, now knowing exactly why we were never Eric Clapton fans.  Besides, it was past my bed time!!

Early this morning we are off to an RV park yard sale.  That should be fun .... followed by the Yuma Quilt Show.  MORE FABRIC to feed my obsession!!!!!