Savannah’s Mexican Restaurante ~ delight!
When in the south west one - I - must enjoy a chili rellieno…rolling in to Savannah’s Mexican Restaurante in Seminole Western Texas that is exactly what was accomplished.
A Sunday morning warm and glorious, every one, but us, in their Sunday best ~ sorry ~ pile in we do, rice and beans for all and too many baskets of chips with salsa…but thank you to the Savannah gang for graciously feeding this flock.
The world is a treasure box ~ this American land is magnificent as are all the people along the way. It is a matter of openness and connection. A gas attendant pulls out her phone to share her artwork with me. “You are an artist well so am I!” Yes indeed, have a look.
Now with some 3200 miles under our wheels in 5 days the well wishers are numerous. Everyone wishes safe journey as we pile in to the van like a tin a sardines.
It is a matter of looking people in the eye, making the connection, and a gruff attitude drops immediately. Share the journey. Celebrate the variety of ways, the changing colors, so many different threads to build this beautiful weave.
Yet the treasured time with the young ones is the silence we share.
White Sands National Park is a painting in every direction, literal or abstract. Warm whites turn to cool blues or peaches depending on the hour.
But the leap of faith is the best part.
Stunningly beautiful and shockingly horrifying the Salton Sea of southern California once had natural ebb and flow. Today, with no more ebb and flow, salt levels rose and in one day millions of fish died - what you think is sand, as you walk the shore, are fish bones. This environmental disaster is so beautiful at sunset I will held fixed in a truly sublime moment.
Pondering this beautiful monster will take some time.
The Pottery Grill, in Coaling Alabama Day 2. Southern BBQ at it’s best. During WWII this was a pottery studio now turned to a grill that is worth finding! Pickles on the BBQ sandwiches, ribs tender, cole slaw to die for - or at least I will. .Serayah and Anna took a moment to let me get a picture, but their joy was shared by all of us as we tucked in to our lunches. Go here!
Bourbon Street the finishing touch to the day. Jambalaya to pizza, late night dinners were had and that was about it, well save the palm reading which was quite specific and correct. Carnival is winding down but the streets were jammed and crazy. “You have 90 minutes, then be back here” and they were. Time is late, blogs must be done, music is being created and tomorrow across the bayous and on to Texas.
The Beats 2014 sans faculty…from van activities to sketchbook work, a fantastic BBQ lunch at a great hole in the wall, to just literally feeling the road sometimes (clearly little if any traffic is around) to exploring spooky places - we are On The Road some 609 miles + today. Tennessee to New Orleans today.
Now on the 3rd Beats trip, traditions have been established. As the last leg of a day unfolds and night settles in it is time for Night Music. Everyone is quiet, reflecting on the day or sleeping, with good music filling the space I found out it’s not just me who feels melancholy rise up.