After the storm shredded my tent, I camped for a couple more nights with the help of duct tape. It was fine, but my nerves were shredded, too, and so I quacked my way back to the cabin in Datil.
|Reports said the winds reached 100 mph. I'm not "The Good Luck Duck" fer nuthin'.|
My friends there are terrific, but after saying good-bye to the company I had enjoyed all summer, I just wanted to hide away for awhile.
I always thought I would make a great hermit; it's time to put that notion to rest. Two weeks alone, and I was naming the lizards and shadow-writing their memoirs. So, I headed where I often do when I get this lonely-but-restless feeling: Truth or Consequences.
I have a backup tent! So, I camped for a couple of days at Caballo Lake State Park and caught up with Annie, et al. Then it was time to pamper myself with a stay at La Paloma Hot Springs and Spa (please notice their cover photo, taken two years ago by a certain blogger).
I wanted to stay longer in T or C, and because things are always working out for me, I was offered the use of a house for several weeks. I joyously accepted.
Now I enjoy T or C at my leisure: at a cafe, at a book store, at a thrift shop or two. I'm lucky to have friends who call Truth or Consequences home lots of the time, and they join me for some leisure (I have extra).
Things are good! I like T or C - you will, too.