So far we have been content not doing too much. I initially thought that maybe we would be discontented without a project to work on every day. But we have adjusted just fine relaxing and just enjoying the down time. That is the beauty of the being here with friends; you can do as little or as much as you want. No judgements, no questions.
We went to Yuma this week with Dino and Lisa to explore a couple of the flea markets. That was really a bust as the two we went to were lame. The highlight of our trip was going to Ninja Sushi for lunch. Barb and I make a point of stopping here when we are in the area.
The bonus is that we were able to share it with Dino and Lisa. Since it was buy one get one free we each ordered two, sat back and waited for our orders. When they came Lisa, Barb and I dug right into our sushi using the chopsticks provided. Dino, was another story. It was both sad and entertaining trying to watch Dino struggle with the chopsticks as his gnarled arthritic ridden hands fumbled with the sticks.
He would try and grab a piece and totally miss. Time after time after time he would poke his chop sticks at his plate and come up empty handed. It was like he forgot he had opposable thumbs as he would poke and jab at the sushi. Then the one time he did finally connect with a piece he crushed it like grape and nearly send it flying on the table behind is in a mad effort to get it to his mouth!
We were ½ way done with our rolls when he finally stopped the waitress and asked for a fork. The waitress brought a fork and a cellophane wrapped chopstick cheater called Fun Chops that they apparently give to toddlers who have not perfected the use of chopsticks.
With renewed enthusiasm Dino tore into that cellophane wrapper like a man possessed. For the next minute and a half we watched him trying to open the apparently “Dino-proof” package before Lisa ripped it from his hands, opened it and handed it back to him. Dino attached the chopsticks and began stabbing at this sushi again with the same result.
|Fun Chops, not so fun for some!|
Saturday morning Barb and I packed up our belongings and left our desert family and headed to a new location closer to town right along the highway in the hopes of getting better visibility to potential buyers. We lowered the price as well and are now less than a mile from town right on Highway 95. A lot noisier!
|View from the road. Our rig is above the truck|
|View into town|
|Barb building a fire pit|
We also had a surprise visit from blog followers Butch and Dona. We had met them a couple years ago while on a walk when Butch walked up to us and asked “Is that Daisy?” Apparently she is more recognizable then us!
|Fellow RV'ers and home builders Butch and Dona|
We have a lot in common with Butch and Dona. They both love bow hunting, both travel in their RV and are in the process of self-building their own house in South Dakota as well! We chatted for well over an hour before they needed to head back. We traded contact information so we could stay in touch in the future.
Arriving this week were friends Guy and Sue as well as Cindi and Roger. We had not seen Guy and Sue since this past spring and summer when they spent several weeks at our place helping out prior to their work camping gig managing 6 campgrounds outside of Hill City. Roger and Cindi was even longer than that but again in South Dakota when they stayed on Jim and Brenda's property next door for a couple of weeks.
|Guy, Sue and Barb|
|Roger and Cindi|