The Magic Hand

Good morning Quartzsite!  Wow three days went by FAST!!  I'm sure I just got here yesterday, and now I have to leave.  I'm trying to hit the perfect weather window and miss rain and snow.  But FIRST .. Patsy came by walking Mr. Gibbs and Bill helped me check the oil in my truck.  It looked just fine.  The only thing we could come up with was maybe a bad sensor?  I'll have it checked when I get back home.

In no time, Patsy sent a message about puzzling.  We finished off my Giants puzzle in record time.  It took a little wrangling, mostly by Patsy who is an expert at this stuff, before it was finally done.   I just sat there and looked pretty.   HAH!!!

In a couple of hours, I headed back to the rig.  You know how you always expect the door to open when you push the code buttons?  OH NO ... no matter how many times I hit those buttons, they would not work.  Naturally this was the first time EVER that I did not take my keys.  Big sigh!!

I made the long walk of shame back to Bill and Patsy's rig to request assistance.  I don't know what kind of assistance I expected, because I knew every window was locked down tight and the keys were INSIDE.    Bill walked back with me to the door.  

I don't know what got in to me, but I hit the door three times with my fist before punching in the code.  Let me just say Bill has the MAGIC HAND.  He just reached up, pulled on the handle and opened the door.  Bad words came from my mouth.  

Luckily Bill is a very patient man.  He told me to go get a magnetic key holder and showed me exactly where to put it.  It's going to be my first purchase when I get home.

 Next on my to-do list was fuel.  I headed off to the local Arco station and filled up with diesel for $4.29 a gallon.  I'm glad they had fuel, since the last time I was here they were out completely for over a week.

Patsy again called to say Lori and Roland (Canadian friends) were here for the day and wanted to hang out at where else .... Silly Al's.  I was all over it!!  It was the perfect time to get extra food for me to eat on the way home.  

But wait ... I don't have any room in the freezer.  It was such a shame ... I had to eat that last two cups of ice cream with caramel sauce so I could throw the tub away and make room for pizza.  Someone had to do it so I made the sacrifice.

As usual, this place was pretty busy, with slow service.  They just don't have enough waitresses and/or waiters to take care of that many tables.  When the food got there, it was the usual good eats ... at least my BBQ chicken bacon was delicious.  

It could have used another 1/2 cup of barbecue sauce, but I'll slather it on when I reheat it tonight in Bakersfield.

And so I'm off.  This was the last sunset I'll see in Arizona for a couple of months.  I'm heading out this morning early since I have a eight hour trip.  See you down the road tomorrow.