Starting this leg of my travels this summer, I didn’t plan on writing.

Las Cruces, New Mexico

The fold out bed is a much relieved back support from my time spent rocking back and forth on the floor while Chris drives us from one city to the next. The stagnant air slowly circulates with the standard air conditioning running from the drivers seat, relieving some sweat beads.

The RV that is taking us toward the west coast is falling apart. No other words can describe the small things that keep failing as we continue with the tour. From generators to breakers, tripping every five minutes, I will be surprised if that will be all. Tonight Whip and I are spending the night inside of this slowly cooling oven, baked from the hundred plus degree heat that loomed over the desert today. Tomorrow will come quick, but tonight seems like it will drag on for ever.


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