120 Degrees to Los Angeles

July 7

I left Tucson and drove to Los Angeles.  It was a toasty drive, but I had A/C.  My old Jeep didn’t have air condition, and I couldn’t imagine the feeling of the windows down on a highway and hot air blowing around me. 

I spent the evening on a deck at my AirBnB apartment, prepping for the show that would happen the next day.  Let the games begin.