As in past years we are parked (this is a parking lot with utility pedestals, not a campground as you might think) with our windshield facing onto the beach just south of the LAX departure runways.  The planes overhead are a reminder of other travel modes and trips we have taken.  They no longer have the power to keep us awake as we seem to stop hearing them after 11 PM.  They are still there but are merely background at our slight remove from the departure zone.

On the walk in front of us there is a regular parade of people on all kinds of people powered vehicles, bicycles, tricycles (3-1 and 1-3) skates and on foot, walking and running.  Their dress ranges from full coverage to minimal bikinis (the guys really don’t look good in those) and every possible variation in between, regardless of the weather.  At sea there is a changing variety of ships passing on their way to the port in Long Beach or just anchored off shore waiting for we know not what, though most are high in the water with no cargo on board.

We are covered with salt mist and I will have to wash down everything thoroughly once we get away from the ocean.  Most mornings we stay on board, or near the RV Park going about our regular lives.  In the afternoon and evening we are with Yechiel and Miriam and the boys.  It is pleasant to be stopped for a while, but the wheels are starting to itch.  We have been within 200 miles for a month.  Time to roll is getting near. 

The desert beckons and beyond the desert, the Great Plains.  We keep looking at the map and thinking about the day after tomorrow.  Will we take the middle route along I 40 or is a more northerly route along I 70 in the cards this year?  What is the weather going to be?  What are the sights we want to see as cross the country in a couple of weeks?  Of course we will divert to stop in Covesville to see the rest of our family, but what else/who else beckons? 

Carol keeps talking about Four Corners and Mesa Verde and we really want to see Canyon de Chelly and other sights in the Four Corners area.  It remains to be seen whether the weather will cooperate.  In any event, it would be merely a taste as we do need to get back across the country by May so we can leave again in June.

Here comes the walker with heavy weights on her wrists and ankles.  I have seen her at this time every day.

Posted from I 40 in New Mexico, more to come.