Day 25
Thurs 19th July New Mexico Taos
Important that we leave the campsite today to take on water, pay bills and recharge our batteries. I set off to the campground toilet confident I can hobble there with my new stick but halfway I am felled again by agonising pain and lie in the mud. Lisa backs up the camper and I manage to crawl back on board but we obviously have a major problem. Angie drives our camper to her house 4 miles away while her 16 yr old Bond takes her jeep.
She offers to let us stay until I am recovered which is a godsend. Not much left for me to do but lie on the couch in the camper, type this and watch the lightning storm passing over. Not very interested in taking pictures. Earlier, each visit to our onboard loo was a painstaking manouevre planned out in intricate detail, accompanied by imps ripping nerves out of my lower spine.
This evening I feel a little more comfortable and hopefully i will be recovered soon. Now drinking a lot of water as apparently one dehydtrates very rapidly up here in the high desert. Lisa is making a roast dinner for everybody tonight. If I’m not cured by tomorrow I may be forced to see a doctor. Fortunately, being an art town, there are many to choose from, of all persuasions.