Wednesday is a long drive but we have no problems. First we add some gas to the RV. Can't wait to get out of California
so gas prices become more reasonable.
Then over to
I-215 and associated freeways, eventually arriving at I-10
East, just at the edge of the Los Angeles
area. Vicky had planned a different
route that would have avoided the LA area completely. But it added a lot of miles to the trip and
included 45 miles on something called "Old Woman
Springs Road" which doesn't sound like
something I want to do.
Fortunately, despite some construction on I-10 we get over
the mountain (with its flock of windmills) and into the Palm Springs area with
no difficulties. The resort is easy to
find - right by the interstate, near the city of Palm
Desert; Given a choice of 30 amp power
with a pull-through site or 50amp with back in, I'm sure you know which one we
choose, especially if you've been following this blog. We don't expect to need the air conditioning
so the decision - 30 amp - is really a no-brainer.
Despite the proximity to the interstate highway, it's surprisingly quiet. We think it's very busy but someone who knows the resort well tells us it's almost empty compared with his previous visits. I enjoy the pool and pick up another of the "Hometown" puzzles, causing another late evening.
Thursday is a quiet day, although we do go to an afternoon
movie. "The Wife" stars Glenn
Close as the devoted wife of a successful novelist. She has been a devoted wife for many years as
her husband's career has taken off, but shares a secret with him. During the movie he collects a Nobel Prize
and she makes a life changing decision.
This is a movie that's definitely worth seeing so I won't spoil it for you
by giving away more of the plot. But
Vicky and I both enjoy it and discuss it at length afterwards. Go grab a ticket while it's still available.
Following the afternoon movie we get ripped off at a
restaurant called "The Fix".
Nice ambiance outside until people came to sit at the next table. This is when we discover that the tables are
too close together. My visit to the
restroom becomes an obstacle course. But
the pizza we order is about half the size the waitress described. 3 small pieces of chicken on my half doesn't
warrant a price of $13. My "Iced
Latte" might have been better described as an iced coffee. We're not very hungry but it would have been
nice to get value for money. This didn't
happen.
So we return to the cats, Vicky cooks a light dinner and we
work on the puzzle.
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