Monday, May 10, 2004

There is no Arizona. No Painted Desert, no Sedona. If there was a Grand Canyon, she could fill it up with the lies he's told her.

We just came back from our weekend scout of Arizona. It's hot. And beautiful. Elliott drove us, and thank God she did. We would have never made it in my air condition-free hunk of scrap metal. The locals were very nice. All three of us fell in love with an 83 year old man. I heart roadtrips.

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