Saturday, August 27, 2016

Albuquerque NM (Day 9)

The steak dinner last night at the Big Texan Steak House in Amarillo was a nice treat.  I ordered a 7 oz. sirloin and could only eat half of it.  I’m glad I didn’t try for that free 72 oz steak!  I think I liked being chauffeured in the big limousine with the steer horns on the hood more than I did the dinner itself.  Grandson Matt recommended the Steak House to us last spring,  and I was surprised this morning to receive a text message from Matt telling us that he was in Ft. Worth.  Matt works for the Penske Racing Team and does a lot of traveling.  It is a small world!

It rained all last night in Amarillo.  We were fortunate to avoid some of the severe storms that took place in neighboring counties—4 inches of rainfall an hour, hail the size of golf balls, flash floods and winds at 60 mph.  In spite of the threat that Odysseus might be dimpled by hail, I slept like a log!

It was a short drive this morning from Amarillo to Albuquerque (288 miles) and made even shorter by the fact that we gained an hour (we are now on Mountain Time).  Along our way we watched the antelope play in the fields—a sure sign we are in the great American west (“Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play”).  We are staying tonight at Kirkland AFB FamCamp where we have stayed many times before.  At the moment I’m sitting under a lovely shade tree with my laptop on my knee (if only I knew how to play the banjo!) and watching the little lizards scampering about my feet.  The temp is 79° under a blue sky, with billowing cumulus clouds.  Life can’t get any better than this! No, that is not so—it will get even better on Sunday when we shall see our son, Luke, his wife, Kim, and our two grandchildren, Ethan and Eleni, in Flagstaff.  Can’t wait—but we’ll have to do so—Flagstaff is another 300-plus miles on Route 66 (I-40)!

If you should see any photos, videos, or hear any rumors about my health or my place of birth, you can consider it just another conspiracy theory!  I saw my physician just before I left home and he thought I was “normal.” I also have incontrovertible evidence of being born in New Jersey! These conspiracy theories are driving me nuts!  I read one the other day about some poor fellow being unable to buy a Confederate flag on Ebay.  The story is that this flag has been outlawed by president Obama or somebody in the government, but Isis flags were readily available!  Personally, I don’t need a Confederate flag, but I checked any way—they are available.  Have you heard the latest? The latest conspiracy theory is that the government is paying Lesbians to become farmers in the “red” midwestern States!  That one came from Mr. Limbaugh.  When will it ever end!
Grandson Matt--Team Penske

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