Saint John, left.The date that we leave San Carlos is almost entirely dependent upon when Julie was able to book an appointment to rescue her hair in Phoenix with her trusted long time guru and personal savior Saint John, aka John Pace of Gulick Brothers. I think Julie first saw him in about 1986.
You may have noticed in this blog the lack of close photographs of Julie. Shortly after we arrived here she went to a local hair dresser and got a perm, or the perm got her. Julie has taken to calling it Palapa Hair since it looks sort of like one after a hurricane. She will not let me take pictures of it. Whatever chemicals were used on her head were not friendly to her hair. No bueno.
So, we looked at the date of her appointment with Saint John, backed up from that to “X” days with Mom in Tucson,added into the equation only going through Los Angeles on a weekend to limit our exposure to the chances of a four hour traffic block and “Poof!” we have the hair date and the departure date from San Carlos. Now one drawback with this methodology is that we end up one night in Blythe. I have never stayed over night in Blythe for good reason – there is nothing of interest there except bathrooms, gasoline and maybe some fast food. I suppose if you had a keen interest in cotton or citrus fruit it would be a destination. I like to wear cotton clothes and drink OJ, but have never taken it to the next level.
You may have noticed in this blog the lack of close photographs of Julie. Shortly after we arrived here she went to a local hair dresser and got a perm, or the perm got her. Julie has taken to calling it Palapa Hair since it looks sort of like one after a hurricane. She will not let me take pictures of it. Whatever chemicals were used on her head were not friendly to her hair. No bueno.
So, we looked at the date of her appointment with Saint John, backed up from that to “X” days with Mom in Tucson,added into the equation only going through Los Angeles on a weekend to limit our exposure to the chances of a four hour traffic block and “Poof!” we have the hair date and the departure date from San Carlos. Now one drawback with this methodology is that we end up one night in Blythe. I have never stayed over night in Blythe for good reason – there is nothing of interest there except bathrooms, gasoline and maybe some fast food. I suppose if you had a keen interest in cotton or citrus fruit it would be a destination. I like to wear cotton clothes and drink OJ, but have never taken it to the next level.
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There is a golf course there, and a lot of fast food joints, who could want more?
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