Taking off clothes at a nudist resort, or being around the pool with other people who are naked, is not nearly as provocative as an R rated movie, or a lingerie commercial on network television.
Meanwhile, we’ve rejoined the textile world. We’ve gone as far as Yuma. It’s pretty freaking hot here! No worries though. It’s supposed to cool off to 85 degrees sometime tonight.
We stopped to get an air conditioner tweaked tomorrow morning.
That trip report I wrote last night; it was about the desert in general, not just one spot. Everything we found was just serendipitous; going for a walk, topping a ridge and there are the old train cars parked on a siding; going for a drive to find a bird, walking about and finding those old wooden cars near an old train station. The metal art was in the same park as the bird pond. We looked for a grocery store and drove past the old mechanic’s shop in Boulevard, and a candy store where the same family has been making candy for generations.
I expanded the map I sent out yesterday for the train cars, to show where we found each thing in relation to the others.
You can zoom in and out on the map to see more detail. (There might even be naked people around the pool at De Anza Springs Resort.)
Yesterday I wrote about the stuff in the desert until it seemed like time to stop, not because I was out of things to say. I didn’t mention the last car in line in the abandoned string of cars.
I don’t even have a guess for what that used to be.
I didn’t mention the Institute of Perception, with its serious signs of counterculture, or the mysterious metal pyramid in the distance.
I googled it though and came up with a couple reports:
http://www.sacbee.com/entertainment/living/travel/sam-mcmanis/article11234969.html
http://hiddensandiego.net/institute-of-perception.php
Yes. There is serious counter-culture stuff going on out there in the desert.
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