Once we decide to go...we are gone. The Covid 19 virus is spreading like crazy. Check points at some state lines, Hotels closing ...we hear the call of the Fisher Crow "Uh-Oh, Uh-Oh, Uh-Oh....yup it's time to dash home!
For MILES we see signs for South of the Border! Please Bill can't we stop?!
Begging Bill to stop at South of the Border!
It's a ghost town, but still pretty cool!
Lots of big painted cement animals, like this slinky dog, below.
Word is now this virus has spread world wide. It's now a PANDEMIC! Gotta get home.
Our dear friend Maureen lets us stay with her for our second night. So happy not to be at another Hotel!
From Maureen's it's a long cold rainy drive home,.
We are rewarded with hugs and purrs from Tinkerbell on our return.
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like HOME!
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