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Koyaanisqatsi II -- A Road Trip
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 With energy levels low and temperatures high, we went back to our wonderful home away from home at the Holbrook KOA. We went out to the algae-lined pool and did some tan enhancement. The late afternoon procession of Kampers and RVs was entering the Kampground, and within minutes each of them ended up at the pool with us -- hot, dusty and road-tired. Lucy had fun swimming with the other kids. The twilight wind came up again, so we returned to our Kampsite for a light supper of chips, cheese, onion snacks and beer. We watched our new next-door neighbor arrive and set up his Kamp: he was a 250-pound biker, pulling a little baby trailer behind his bike. His tent looked too small for Lucy: it was 4-foot square and 2 feet tall. He crawled into it and wasn't seen again until morning.
We went to check out the evening's free, live entertainment and found not Indian dancers but an old Navajo man singing Dean Martin-type lounge songs. We stayed in the playground for a while picking cockleburrs out of our sandals while Lucy played and made friends. Barbara's camera fell off its strap so all photos after this point have red stripes in them.
We sat on our picnic bench with the stereo on and watched the sunset which lasted for about 3 hours. After a little while it began to look like water and buildings on the shore because of the changing light and clouds. It was perfectly magical. When the sun had left us for brighter places the next light show began. We watched a lightning storm in the distance for another 2 hours. At times it lit up entire mountain ridges.
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Walking in the wind, looking at the sky Hanging on a breeze and wondering why
Lucy in the sky with diamonds Red skies at night
And it's too bad that our friends can't be with us today
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Returning to our tent under the floodlight we looked up and realized the dome been covered with crickets. They put on another good show (triple feature night!) climbing all around, jumping on and off, and eating smaller bugs. Watching all this in stark silhouette, Jason pointed out that "This could really become a bad trip" but the calm and beauty of the evening let us ride along with it and stay amused.
Our new talisman
a feather from a kwa-kwa bird was now leading the way
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