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Trip Report Radiation, Bullets, and Cricket Poop-A Trip Report

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A very similar trip report appeared in the Lounge. We visited three different sets of relatives in two weeks all in various parts of the desert. There is very little actual travel advice contained herein.

We first visited my sister. Although the trip was long planned, it turned out we were there for the first week of her radiation treatments for breast cancer. She lives Florence, AZ which was previously famous only for its state prison. Now people over 55 are voluntary imprisoned in senior communities. Every day we drove 1 1/2 to her treatments in Scottsdale. She has been declared cancer free.

One night we went to karaoke night at her development where she is a regular. I sang Born to Be Wild and Wild Thing. A ninety year old friend of hers told me she loved the energy as compared to my sister who sings depressing torch songs.

We went to the Musical Instument Museum in Scottsdale. It is now worthwhile since they celebrate world music rather than the sacred relics of music such as Elvis's guitar from the 1956 Sun recordings. The biggest critcism is that the US collection is only 1/3 finished. And when that is complete, it will be wonderful

And we ate the Persian Room in Scottsdale where we had a fine meal with the creamiest and best prepared hummus we have eaten, every ingredient could be tasted.

From there we went to Surprise, AZ to visit Mrs. Adu's brother. He taught us to pack bullets. I did not do it because in my old age, I must look a terrorist since they swabbed my hands for explosives at the airport. And I did not want to prove them right.

We also went to his gun club in the desert. It looked a scene from Criminal Minds.

We ate at one well known restauant in Glendale called Bitzee Mama's. Besides the food bring almost inedible, it was karaoke night. Apparently someone was screening the contestants and would not alllow anyone with talent to sing. I think they used this instead of hiring an exterminator, since nothing living could survice.

We then drove to Palm Desert, CA to visit two of Mrs. Adu sisters. There I replaced toilet seats and help remove cricket crap from behind electric outlets. It seems they like the warm and dark. But then again who doesn't.

One day we went to LA to spend the day with Fodor's royalty, Stu Tower. We had lunch with him at Framer's Market with its retro-hip atmosphere and fine crepes. And then to the Getty Villa which Stu said was he old home until he traded up. They have a room for children to enjoy. The had replicas of Greek vases made from a material from which magic markers could be erased. I wrote on one "For Oedipus, Love Mom." The woman running the joint thought it was wonderful and displayed it in a place of prominance. I am sure as I left the room she obliberated my writing as she does with every other child.
The villa is at once breathtaking and the impetus of revolutions.

Another day we went to Joshua Tree National Park. Highly recommended. The rock formations are extraordinary.

It is strange staying at different people's homes and living their lives. We saw TV shows we never watch, talked about things we never would have considered otherwise, and visited places that only they think are important. We lost our identities for two weeks

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