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South of Vegas – Redneck Territory!

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Return to Kingman with Mick in the driver’s seat and Fred navigating, although we are familiar with this road.

After a relaxing trip Doug and I get some free entertainment as, on arrival in Kingman, driver and navigator are at odds with other as to the direction to take. The problem is really that Fred has morphed into a clone of Jerry Mac and is prone to provide too much information to the driver even when we are merely going straight ahead. He then tries to justify this approach with more spin than Shane Warne and we conclude that he has spent too much time in Canberra. However, we are happy to cut him some slack after his sterling work the previous day in getting us to Vegas.

Find coffee shop serving passable coffee although the espresso machine has broken down.
For a while we were sure that the cinnamon rolls advertised in the shop window would also prove to be mythical but, no they duly arrive and are very tasty.

Interesting sign under the lid of the toilet seat ” to avoid airborne arosols ( note the spelling) please put down the lid before flushing”

Visit Mohave Museum( actually spelt this way for any pedants out there ) and the Powerhouse Visitor Centre which also houses the Route 66 Museum. Both are excellent but the latter in particular gives a real insight into the the hardships faced by those families who travelled west to California in the 1800’s.

I think the little boy’s face symbolises the hardship faced by the families moving in the 1800’s

1950 Studebaker Note the A/C unit on the outside.

Book into Days Inn where Mike tries to demolish the kerbing marking the edge of our allotted car parking space- a first for the trip which was greeted the other 3 Amigos crying ” BLOG” in unison.

You can see that we are becoming more feral and puerile as we approach the end of our trip.

Decide to have lunch in our room and stock up in Bashas supermarket again. M and D purchase yet another flagon of Carlo Rossi’s red wine, this time a Sangria ( $ 6.49 for 1.5 litres ). They are clearly gluttons for punishment as the previous Burgundy was in Doug’s memorable understatement ” a bit ordinary “. Fred and I convinced that they are not drinking it and are using it as a shampoo for Doug, whose snow-white hair is starting to shows signs of marked regeneration.

Enquire from hotel staff as to availability of a hotel laundry but, no, the area is under construction. Must tell Jerry Mac to include that in his next reprint of his guide book.

Relax in rooms as the temp is still around 100 before heading into town for dinner.
Good dinner at Kingman Steakhouse and then back to the hotel to enjoy drinks before turning in for the night.
Fred goes back to our room while I stay with Mick and Doug to chat further into the night about such pleasant matters as our funeral music choice! Don’t worry folks we haven’t descended into morbidity because the trip has been too much of a tonic for that.
We were just discussing our ever-changing perspectives on life as we reach our middle to late 60’s.
Go to bed with our heads full of all the great memories of what has so far been a trip of a lifetime .

PS. The Sangria is surprisingly good!

Cheers

The Obese Ferret.