Cacti, Birders and Bus Repairs

Hand’s up, I admit it, I’ve been procrastinating these past two weeks. Well, at least as far as writing goes. I’ve been as busy as a bee when it comes to my transcription and sewing work.

I’ve managed to complete my first ever, one hour long transcription file (that equates to 7.5 hours of typing and a payment of $33. For the non-mathematicians among us, that’s $4.40 per hour and a really sore back and butt. Yup, I’m living the American dream baby…) AND I’ve made my very first flatty dog, sewn by hand.

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My flatty dog, still flat. Requires more stitches and stuffing!

But yes, of writing there has been none. I guess I’ve just been in slack brain mode, sorry.

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So, this is what the desert feels like.

It is as we are packing and tidying the bus ready for the off the following day that Loops announces he has a visit to take us on. I tell you, I am quite happy to drop my bottle of 409 and paper towels where I stand and pootle off to do something far more interesting than worry about dusting the bus.
We hop in The Beast and exactly 5 minutes later we hop out again. Our brief journey has taken us to another location on the Fort Sam Houston base – to the US Army Medical Museum.

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