Hey there, remember me? Always posting rules for myself and diet successes and failures. Well enough of all that nonsense.
Today my grandma drove me down to Enterprise to rent what was suppose to be a Sante Fe. Lo and behold they didn’t have one, lol. So I wound up with a 2018 Jeep Wrangler Sahara Edition with only 15,000 miles on it. Let me say after a little adjustment on my part I fell in love with it. Would I buy one for personal use, not likely. While it is a nice vehicle I really hate the restricted view out the rear window.
So I get my jeep loaded full of goodies for the trip to the Black Mesa and head out. While my cat stares at me wondering where I’m going and if I’m ever coming back. I get about 30 minutes down the road and suddenly remember I haven’t put ice in the cooler with all my food yet so I make a really quick trip into Braums. Also have to hit the bathroom for the first time of many.
An hour later here I am running into a crowded Pizza Hut to go to the bathroom again. Grumbles to self. I feel like an old man that can’t control his bladder. An hour after that I find myself a Loves Country Store to once again relieve myself. By this time I am regretting the water pill part of my blood pressure medication. So I decide to add some salt to my system to counteract that issue. I grab some expensive beef jerky and head out again. By now I am already an hour and half later than I had planned on being.
A couple hours later I arrive in Guymon, OK where my GPS takes me off the highways and onto local streets to avoid traffic problems. Yay GPS. So the only gas station I see is a Phillips 66 across from Wal-Mart. I pull in get gas and hit the restroom again even though at this point the salt has done it’s deal and I really don’t need to go.
Then I’m off on the highway again passing many abandoned farm houses, schools, and restaurants. I pass through Boise City, OK noting the Pizza Hut and Loves Country Store. I should have gotten gas but every gas station I see has ethanol. Guys at the rental store told me to avoid ethanol so against my better judgement I passed them by knowing that my destination was another 40 miles away. I was told over the phone there is no gas station for at least 35 miles from where I was staying.
So sitting at 3/4 tank I arrive in the Black Mesa region. I might add that I haven’t passed a single soul in 40 miles. Coming from the city that is just plane weird, but nice. I came out here to get away from everyone and everything. I see the sign for my bed & breakfast and I get there shortly after.
It was odd, I pulled into this place didn’t see anyone around. I told them I’d be there at 5:30pm so I figured I’d see someone. I saw the cabin I would be staying in so I just drove right around to it and parked. I unloaded my belongings into the room and actually sat down and relaxed for a bit. After about 30 minutes I was wondering where everyone else was, and that’s when I noticed the clocks were an hour behind the time on my phone. Turns out they unofficially observe Mountain Time, even though they are in the Central Time Zone. So I’ve actually arrived an hour early. So about 6pm there time I finally go to the big house and meet the owners and settle up. They welcome me warmly and tell me what time breakfast is.
I go back to my cabin followed by a phalanx of cats and dogs. The black and white cat’s are very pushy and will climb your leg for attention. The big grey cat will let you pet it, but every time you approach it head on it will swat at you with it’s claws. But then lets you pet it. The Siamese cat is friendly but doesn’t stick around long. Finally it’s time for dinner. I hunker down and consume the pack of burritos I brought as well as my grandmas banana bread.
It’s very quiet and beautiful out here. Just the sound of the wind through the trees and grass. From my porch I can see the Black Mesa. It’s getting dark by now and the tv in the room only plays dvd’s. So I read a book and get some much needed shut eye.