Since there wasn’t anything to do in Grants, we visited Walmart 3 times, hung out by the pool drinking beer secretly in paper cups, then went to dinner at the Worst Western Steakhouse next door. While eating dinner, who should come in but Harry and the Socialites! They had just checked into the Motel 6 as well, having heard we were there from Phil. Vicky and Harry made it OK over the dirt roads from Abiquiu to Cuba – in fact, Harry said, he didn’t know what all the fuss was about, it really wasn’t that bad! Vicky, however, did not say a word……. We heard that Jim had had a few flats on the paved road between Abiquiu and Cuba so that he and Ann had to road camp along the way. They were intending to set off for Pie Town the next day, so we all arranged to meet up at Denny’s for breakfast.
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