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.