Just as happened almost four years to the day when we turned up at La Posada, the car park was full of Corvettes (and the dining room full of their occupiers), en route to the Grand Canyon.
The cats had no problem settling in - Gramsci is back on his favorite armoire, and Moth roaming around somewhere -
and I had no problem settling into a margarita, with a strange Route 66 centennial logo on top, and a background that has come out very oddly, and without deliberate input, like a David Hockney iPad painting.
On the road again... on the road again (lalala). Gramsci looks gorgeous against that bright orange background. Hope the rest of the journey goes smoothly for all!
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