How was I to know that you can’t take Mangos back across the USA border ?
Other than that, it was a lot easier than I thought going back and forth between Texas and Mexico. They didn’t even ask for a passport…just my mango. Today took us to the Mexican town of Ojinaga, otherwise known as OJ. That’s where one goes to get less expensive and some say better health and dental care. Don needed a crown for
his tooth and I needed cement, so off we went.
We’ve been moving the dome frame piece by piece on the roof of my Volvo. Each time, it feels like we’re launching another module of the space station. Luckily, Don lives only a couple of miles away, and luckily again, there is nothing out here to crash into.
3 comments:
LOL, When I read about your trip to OJ with Don, I had to laugh. Don was one of the first/best people I meet on TR. Our first trip to OJ was with him driving us in his old red datsun..what a ride LOL...
Please tell Don that, Judy and her daughter Christina said Hi... I'm so glad to see he's still building his domes...
What an amazing blog you've got here. I'm noting down your url for future reference. I wanted to wish you all the best with your dome project too ... I found you quite by chance, btw: hopping blogs via that "next..." button. You're most welcome to drop by mine if you like; it's called gledwood2.blogspot and it's very "different" ... more a kind of online secret diary where I put my confessions. See you there maybe? All the very best to you and keep up the great blog.
Yours truly
Gledwood
("Gledwood Vol 2")
Ps What charming desert photos! They're so atmospheric they make me feel like I'm actually there!
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