I am awaiting my flight to Amarillo where we will begin the second half of the trip on the 5th.  El Gigante has been waiting in the shop and is raring to go.  I hope it goes all the way this time - not like the girls I knew in my youth who never let me get to first base.  She has a bunch of new stuff so we are slowly replacing everything.

Steven and Susan will be arriving  a few hours before Keren and I get there, so I expect they will find the bar at Amarillo International Airport and get a start on the Grey Goose sweepstakes.  Amarillo really is an international airport - I think they have one flight a week to Nogales to pick up some agricultural material.  We will be spending a few days with Keren’s brother Quentin “rocket boy” Wilson and his wife Janice.  Steven and Susan will be staying at some fancy schmancy hotel so Susan can have some big towels and steal a few bottles of shampoo.

Not sure how we are going to plan the route.  I do know we need to stop at the Cadillac Ranch outside of Amarillo - El Gigante wants to see some of her ancestors.  I will inform her that if she doesn’t behave I am going  to plant her nose first into the ground and she can stay with her ancestors. We will then rent a BMW for the rest of the trip.  Whoever wins the car can pick her up at the Cadillac Ranch - third rusting hulk from the left.

July 4 -  Independence day in Amarillo. The weather was actually pretty nice in the morning.  Steven and I spent most of day washing and cleaning on the car.  She took it well and was looking real nice.  This evening we went with Qeintin and Janice for dinner at Qentin’s daughter, Jocie and her husband Kent.  Jocie and Kent have a spread out west of town.  (We Texas folk don’t call them ranches or farms.)  We had a great time and the weather was really nice.  They have a couple dogs one says I’m hungry and the other prays for his meal.  I hate it coming to Amarillo and having to talk about nice weather.  Most often it seems, when I am here, to be either too hot or too cold and always windy.  Wind here is like rain in Portland, after a while you don’t even notice it.  Tomorow, we are on our way. Steven will drop Susan off at the airport and Keren will spend the next couple of days visiting her brother.  Stay tuned - New Mexico here we come.

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