Sad Felipe...

That's not a spelling mistake...this place was hit hard by the down-turning recession...when you drive into town, it's abandoned property after abandoned property...hundreds of them!  Some, like this one, got the front gate up...

...I don't know what the pink arches are all about, but it's no wonder it didn't sell!!!  Driving in was easy and scenic...good road, not much traffic, and beautiful mountains...

...it was fairly warm on the road, but once we got into town, and into our room, the sun was going down in a nice way.

...Those pink arches in the first shot were way out on that point.  That's how it looked at sunset, but this is how it looked at sunrise...

 The room is ok, and we deiced to play golf on the one course here.  It was ok, but the grass goes dormant in the winter, so it wasn't all that nice to look at.

...after golf we went to see giant cactii...

 ...got back into town in time for a beer and some steamed clams...don't you wish you were us?

Mexico tomorrow....

Tomorrow we cross the border...I'll drink to that!  Let me recap...we started with Gene, then upgraded to Tony and Jim, found Rich and Mike on golf courses...and rigor and rigor Morris same way!  We've been on the road for almost a month and a half...met some really great people, and Gene.  Well, we go into unreliable internet territory...that means you won't hear from me nearly as regularly.  It's not all good news though, because at some point you'll get all kinds for crap!  Honest.

Casstonto sez "I've been nice for long enough..."

I know, I know...I almost coughed up a couple cookies myself when she said that!  We are listening to Santana's Supernatural when she laid that one on me...I was thinking "how appropriate"!  Now, we were talking about going out for dinner with our Baston (Boston with the appropriate accent...don't worry, they didn't get it either) golfing partners tonight...but Casstonto, out of the blue sez "f*^# them and the horse they rode in on"......................who are you?...what have you done with Castonto?  Anyhow, we played golf yesterday, and today...yesterday was Talking Stick...my stick didn't talk...did your stick ever talk?  Nope...we played with all our friends...yep...twosome!  So we drive into Talking Stick, and right next to the main gate...

...next to the front gate was this...

...see that red circle...ya...here it is...

...some bozo went straight on into the dirt...is that not the front end of a car?  That is at the end of a 1 mile straight...even Wild Gary wouldn't hit that!  Ok, maybe that's going too far...but anyone other than Wild Gary wouldn't do that.  Maureen, where was Gary the other night...and is there any damage to the front of his car?  When we got to the parking lot, there were all these old Porsche's...

 Anyway, the course was average...this was the last hole...

Here is what happens if you are unlucky enough to be a cactus on a golf course...

YES...those ARE golf balls embedded in the cactus!  So, today we played Bald Mountain, or Lone Mountain, or some f'n Mountain with Baston Peter and Ellen.  Peter is a lawyer, about to retire...Ellen was a nice real estate lady.  Peter wanted to kick my golf ass....hahahahahahahahahaha...like Lone would ever let a lawyer beat me!  hahahahahahahahahaha  I played that lawyer like an accordian...BADLY!!!  hahahahahahaha  I'm so drunk I barely remember playing...but they must have done something pissy, because Casstonto  was ready to tear them a new one.  For those that don't understand, ask your husband...even you Wild Gary, and you Dave, and Bob, and Don and Tom........

So...I think we head for Mexico in a few days...look up San Felipe..pronounced fill-heep-hay...whatever....I want to remind you that I haven't puked this whole trip!  That's a record...um...record...what was I talking about?  Oh ya...sunset...here ya go...