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Calamity Number 1: A four-wheeler is broken down, less than two blocks into my journey. I do not know what the problem is, but it looks pretty bad.
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Calamity Number 2: Somebody's hood is open. There is a gas can on the ground by the red car. This is a perplexing combination. I can't figure it out. This happened less than one mile from my house.
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Calamity Number 3: A tire has gone flat. A man fills it from a can as a woman observes while smoking a cigarette. This happened right in the Taco Bell parking lot.
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A lady two vehicles ahead places her order as I think of inept calvary men. This is the Palmer Taco Bell, by the way. They tore the Wasilla one down while I was in India. When I left on that trip, I had this feeling that something bad would happen before I came home. Sure enough, it did. Margie thinks they had a fire in there, but is not certain.
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Some people choose to eat inside. Me, I choose to sit in the car and eat outside.
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The man ahead of me gets his order. I grow impatient with hunger.
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He gives me my Pepsi. It is only my second Pepsi this week, so its okay that it is a large one. Plus, I am riding my bike a lot.
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This is why I chose to eat outside, and not inside. I don't know why anyone would want to eat inside.
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And then this worker comes to throw away trash. He is very thrilled to have the opportunity to be in my blog.
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I get to witness the action. If I had eaten inside, I would have missed this.
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Back in Wasilla, I see two dogs through a dirty windshield. A man walks with them.
Such is life in the Far North - well, the southern part of the Far North.
I will get back to blogging India. I just don't have time, right now. I don't even have time for this. That's why I drove to Taco Bell in the first place, because I did not have time to make a sandwich for lunch. And there was no ham.
I think it will take me all summer to blog my two weeks in India. Maybe a year. I will blog it, though - else why did I even take all those pictures?