cartour 13

Palm Springs, California
Saturday, March 26, 2016

the desert cities from San Jacinto

climbing to the summit

cables of tram ascending

     Mike off on a bus and theater tour to Orange County to see "The Book of Mormon" by the creators of South Park? S. and I step up to entertaining ourselves by taking the San Jacinto Tram up to 9,000 feet and a hike through patchy snow. The gondola rotates 360º twice as we ride up a nearly vertical canyon to the bowl at the peak.
Following that hair-raiser we decompressed at the condo pool and hot tub where I listened to several seniors reminiscing about recent near death but fun experiences like the big guy describing his week in the mountain cabin with a pulmonary embolism from a surgury for a broken collar bone from a bike accident before finally driving himself to the hospital and then telling the robust woman next to him in the tub that she should go to the hospital for the pain in her leg cause that might cause a blood clot. She kept saying "Really!" to this suggestion until the two of them got it straight that her leg pain was not a chronic condition but the result of falling off her bike two hours previously. I was dying to get my health stories into the tub so to speak but I didn't do it.
And after all that rigamarole S. and I cooled our jets in the condo before heading to downtown on the bikes in search of what the Palm Springs' fancy magazine on Mike's coffee table said was the best margarita in the city; it wasn't so we went to a hauty touty restaurant for another shot at the well made marg; and it was. We got kind of lost in the dark on the way home and S. discovered that she had lost her wallet. I called and she drove around but no bueno senors and senoritas. Mike finally got off the bus and we pulled couch apart and goodnight, Moon.

Hauty touty firepit at hauty touty restaurant

After the margarita hunt of the previous evening S lost her wallet only to find it in the am on the grass outside Mike's condo; triumph!