The Incident of the Fry Bread and Other Road Adventures
Forrest and his girlfriend Constance arrived around a week ago to accompany me home. Just getting them to Tucson was challenging enough for a few reasons, but they made it, with very little time to spare before we had to start the long journey home. They got to see the casita, but just barely. Since we had only 6 days to drive 1500 miles, there wasn't much time for sightseeing, but Forrest wanted to stop in Prescott and pay homage to his twin brother, who'd spent his last days there 10 years ago. We hiked up Thumb Butte in Prescott and visited the hotel where Miles passed away. Though I'd done this a couple of years ago, Forrest hadn't and it provided him with some much needed closure. The following day we stopped in Sedona, with its luminous landscapes, crowds of wealthy tourists, crystal shops and vortexes. Forrest, who has always had a thing for rocks and gemstones, kept weighing down the van with rocks. The driving was long after thos...