I had come back from the Calipatria library and decided to get lunch at the Buckshot Cafe in Niland. (It's nice to have someone else do the cooking once in a while.) As I was finishing up, a familiar man sat next to me at the counter.
"Lou! Good to see you. Welcome to the Slabs." He'd been up in the Parker/Lake Havasu area the past month or so. Now he and his hand-built Gypsy trailer are camped by Lesa, Greg and I. Only Greg doesn't know it yet because he's in Brawley or El Centro today.