July 13, 2022
Temporary Home No. 1
The fruit in the bag was soggy. I drained it, adding some of it to the near-empty carton of yogurt. After wiping blood-like fluid from the shower door and sink, I threw the rest of the bag into the trash, burying it so that housekeeping did not suspect a discarded organ donation. I did not make coffee in the room; the prior day’s sample was unsatisfactory. I would look for an alternative en route. We were eager to be on our way.
As we left Utah, the landscape continued its metamorphosis, the hills becoming less harsh, more grass covering the land with farms nestled in the valleys. A field of flowers marked by beehives at the end of the rows hinted at clover. Slowly that view gave way to flat, arid plains punctuated by rocky hills. And, of course, cattle.
The drive to Idaho Falls would not be long. I had found a delicious cup of coffee at a Flying J Travel Center since McDonald’s, as I have reported, are few. I would recommend Fly J which, I think, is part of the Pilot Travel Center system. We stopped for lunch in Pocatello, Idaho, locating The Works Deli and Grill not far off the road. The crowd at the counter attested to its popularity. One customer told me that he comes regularly. I judge a sandwich by its bread; it was very good.
We were looking forward to settling into what would be our home for the next 18 days. Although entry into the VRBO was difficult, as previously documented, we were delighted with the house itself. It was a duplex adjoined to the owner’s house. The unit is updated and comfortable, boasting three bedrooms and two baths.
The area is relatively new, so trees are few but the lots are spacious. It is in a cookie-cutter neighborhood, but very pleasant. The negatives on the location are that you must drive for any services, and there is no shade for walking.
We unpacked, setting up one bedroom as my music studio/office. The third bedroom became storage. I can look out the window from my “desk”, viewing the neighborhood, seeing children play and cats wander the yards. A small tree with reddish leaves and tiny berries plays in the wind just outside the window.
One of the frozen casseroles that had lived in the bottom of the cooler for five days was a satisfying supper. We would wait to get groceries the next day. We were beat. Little did we know that the sky would remain light until well past my bedtime. Thankfully we could access Midsomer Murders.
Escaping the Heat, Day 5
July 13, 2022
Temporary Home No. 1
The fruit in the bag was soggy. I drained it, adding some of it to the near-empty carton of yogurt. After wiping blood-like fluid from the shower door and sink, I threw the rest of the bag into the trash, burying it so that housekeeping did not suspect a discarded organ donation. I did not make coffee in the room; the prior day’s sample was unsatisfactory. I would look for an alternative en route. We were eager to be on our way.
As we left Utah, the landscape continued its metamorphosis, the hills becoming less harsh, more grass covering the land with farms nestled in the valleys. A field of flowers marked by beehives at the end of the rows hinted at clover. Slowly that view gave way to flat, arid plains punctuated by rocky hills. And, of course, cattle.
The drive to Idaho Falls would not be long. I had found a delicious cup of coffee at a Flying J Travel Center since McDonald’s, as I have reported, are few. I would recommend Fly J which, I think, is part of the Pilot Travel Center system. We stopped for lunch in Pocatello, Idaho, locating The Works Deli and Grill not far off the road. The crowd at the counter attested to its popularity. One customer told me that he comes regularly. I judge a sandwich by its bread; it was very good.
We were looking forward to settling into what would be our home for the next 18 days. Although entry into the VRBO was difficult, as previously documented, we were delighted with the house itself. It was a duplex adjoined to the owner’s house. The unit is updated and comfortable, boasting three bedrooms and two baths.
The area is relatively new, so trees are few but the lots are spacious. It is in a cookie-cutter neighborhood, but very pleasant. The negatives on the location are that you must drive for any services, and there is no shade for walking.
We unpacked, setting up one bedroom as my music studio/office. The third bedroom became storage. I can look out the window from my “desk”, viewing the neighborhood, seeing children play and cats wander the yards. A small tree with reddish leaves and tiny berries plays in the wind just outside the window.
One of the frozen casseroles that had lived in the bottom of the cooler for five days was a satisfying supper. We would wait to get groceries the next day. We were beat. Little did we know that the sky would remain light until well past my bedtime. Thankfully we could access Midsomer Murders.
