Author Archives: Joe Cummings

Just as Jim the guide took me into the hangar proper, a family arrived, 5 kids, 2 adults.  If you think I stressed him out with questions like how many types of planes did they put the Pratt & Whitney … Continue reading →

Free breakfast and not just a croissant or a donut but a buffet!  I ate a breakfast burrito, caught up on my posts and drank enough coffee to keep me awake.  I had a lot to do today. First up, … Continue reading →

The sheriff’s dept didn’t phone back. Watched one of my favourite movies, the 5th Element while lying on a surprisingly comfy bed and soaked in the cold AC.    There was free water, free Wifi, free little mints, free local calls… … Continue reading →

When Is A Cheap Motel Not A Cheap Motel?   Answer, when the service is awesome! When I got to the motel, there were 3 people behind the counter.  Not one, not two but all three said, hi.  Not at … Continue reading →

There it was.  The Sheriff station.  Just as I imagined it.  A lovely white building.  Green grass in front.  Stupid rocks put in the middle of the green grass.  But wait… It’s right downtown.  Not on the edge of town, … Continue reading →

I had a number of things I wanted to see in Lancaster/Palmdale but I hadn’t yet figured out where they actually were.  I thought I’d do that at the hotel. But fate had other ideas. I took a quick turn … Continue reading →

Long drive to Palmdale and Lancaster, mostly along a 55mph highway.  70 on the freeways is awesome.  55 seems like I’m crawling along.  Did, however, see another cool location to be used.  The massive wind farms. Told Angelina to put … Continue reading →

Another day.  Bright and sunny. I had a good sleep.  I woke up naturally.  No alarm.  Nice rain-like shower and now my hair smells like rosemary. Time to say goodbye to Palm Springs.  Didn’t do nearly enough here but I … Continue reading →

I’d burned through my audio book and needed more.  I tell you, this is the way to read.  No reading.  Just listening. So I googled a Barnes and Noble store and drove out there.  Easy drive, 50mph speed limit, almost … Continue reading →

So what is it like? It’s not like Barstow, the Bastogne of the desert, for one thing.  It’s a town (or clump of towns, from Desert Hot Springs slightly to the north, to Cathedral City, to Palm Desert to La … Continue reading →