Wednesday, October 14th:
No, God didn’t strike me dead after the last email. The RV’s dash air conditioner took the blow instead. As we left Prescott Valley yesterday, no matter what settings we tried, it somehow wanted to be in defrost mode all the time. Actually it switched mysteriously to the vents intermittently throughout the 3-1/2 hour ride until about the last half hour. It was 97 outside and only felt cooler when those fans kicked in. Defrost mode will not cool you off. It was 102 inside when we arrived in Salome and that was with the front roof AC running via generator power. We’ve had two AC’s running continuously since we plugged in. The temperature outside dropped to 79 overnight and is forecast to be near 100 today. Methinks we have some evidence of global warming. This is too hot for October 14th, even out here in the Arizona desert. To confirm this is hell, no internet also.
About that last email. If anyone was offended then I suggest you visit a lovely and lively bar in Key West called Irish Kevin’s. Arrive mid afternoon while the music is in full swing, and, if you’re lucky, Irish Kevin himself will be the singer/guitar player. As you walk in the door the music will stop and Irish Kevin will greet you. Our experience from some years ago with 14 year old Bree:
IK: “Where are you folks from?”
Us: “New York”.
IK: “How do we greet folks from New York?”
Crowd: “FUCK YOU!!”
IK: “Welcome to Irish Kevin’s”
And so it goes with everyone entering.
Key West. One of my favorite populated places. If you go, fly into Miami or Ft Lauderdale, rent a convertible and drive. The convertible is worth the extra bucks. You’ll love it. Travel tip #43.
So, I only got one correct response from that email. One of my sisters wrote back and her first words were an emphatic (yes I could tell it was a shout) “F#$@ Y%#”. But she used the appropriate spelling. You might ask why the F-bomb was spelled out above and not here. Keep wondering.
Uh-oh. I just got a memo from management. We will be linking these emails to our seldom used blog, CarlinOdyssey.com. I’m told that the use of the F-bomb, other vulgarities, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas type tales and other philosophically disguised Carlos Castaneda-ish soliloquys will not be tolerated. Thus, the commentary from the last email didn’t happen. Think of it like Judge Hoyle in The Verdict throwing out the entire testimony of the nurse Kaitlin Costello Price. Dismiss it from your minds. I think about those jury instructions often when I say something stupid and I often say something stupid. Well, stupid is as stupid does. Must have tapped into the movie synapses.
For you who ended up on this email list sometime after September of last year and for you who have stumbled upon the resurrected blog, we began the blog upon the start of our travels in August 2014. The audience for which it had been intended was the RV community and more specifically full timers or wannabe full timers. I don’t think it got past two or three postings. Andrea found her niche on Facebook and my email rantings, which were originally intended for family and a few close friends who knew me well enough not to take offense at some of my delirious, Steppenwolfish ‘Not For Everyone’ takes on the universe, sort of became a very unofficial blog. As more people were added to the mailing list I tried to tame it down a little but then they get boring. This ain’t just a picture show.
Now, with these emails going completely public they are going to include more information for RVers. Maybe. That may mean more words for you photo voyeurs but I promise to go off the deep end as often as possible.
Speaking of RV things, we have some problems. We have to find someone to fix the driving AC, and the motor for the shade on the front door, and the disabling effect having anything plugged into the cigarette lighter has on numerous electronically controlled items, including the full slide. We’ll be having fun soon.
We visited this place, Salome, AZ, last February and the weather was perfect. I sent some pictures back then of our bike ride/hike, mountain scenery and sunsets. This time we don’t expect the conditions to be habitable for a few days. It’s near 1PM Wednesday and we haven’t even lifted the window shades for fear of letting the sun heat up any dark surfaces. The AC’s drone on. A reading day though the feeling of imprisoment lingers.
Sunday Night Oct 18th
It was 97 degrees last Tuesday and Wednesday. We hid inside with the air conditioning. Thursday wasn’t much better but at least we had the Mets-Dodgers game that night though it started raining and rained through Friday night. Hello again El Nino. Went to Quartzite yesterday. It was a ghost town, except for Silly Al’s, the bar-pizza place. Decent pizza. It’s too early in the season to be here. Maybe that’s why the vodka tonic was $1.75. Imagine that?
Monday the 19th
Finally some relief from the heat. A local auto guy came over and diagnosed our air conditioning problem as the death of the vacuum pump but damn if he could get one of those around here. Again, too early to be here. In the winter this is RV heaven. Right now it’s ghost-townish.
Tuesday, October 20th
Note to self: pay the DirecTV bill. A few months ago I unentangled our old Century Link phone account from DTV but they never told DTV. And, my bad, I never called DTV to initiate a new payment method. So when I turned on the TV a minute before game 3 today, I found that my service was shut off. After an hour of futzing around with DTV and Century Link I was 10 minutes late calling the billing services people to get it straightened out. Wi-Fi here, like most RV parks, sucks so MLB audio didn’t work. I “watched” the game on ESPN’s Gamecast. Real exciting. Good pitching again prevails over good hitting. And I want the drugs Daniel Murphy is taking. Oh, for you new to this blog, I’m a die-hard Mets and football Giants fan.
Well, no TV – and those fuckers disabled the DVR as well – so I’m catching up here. Finally got a few pictures. Not much in terms of scenery this time. I’m thinking a spelling class might be in order for the school in town.
Heading back to Colorado Thursday, at our pace, but hoping to get the vacuum pump replaced Friday in Mesa. And hoping to visit the Chandler Kelly’s if you guys are around Sat-Sun. I’ll be in touch later.