on the road…mango man
Today was great. The holiday inns are getting older as we go along.
We wanted to make it to Flagstaff last night but decided to stay about an hour and a half out.
I learned today that Arizona, although in the mountain time zone does not celebrate daylight savings time. I guess they have enough of it. So we gained an hour before reaching the pacific time zone.
When we got to falgstaff, Herb wanted to buy a better map of the grand canyon and as I was filling the car with 2.89/ gal gasoline, Herb went to a nearby safeway. So while Herb has decended upon safeway personel, I walk to the nearby Mcdonalds to use their clean facilities. I’m washing my hands and notice a tormented mango in pool of water on the sink.
a very suntanned man is really working his hair over and is using the mirror as I’m washing my hands. I ask “is that your mango?” and he said “yeah, helps keep the hair healthy, makes it grow faster too.”
I said ” so you just rub that mango on your head?”
and he happily said “yep, you just rub it on your head, and have healthy hair restored.”
As I was leaving I thanked him for the salon type info. and thought, “I bet it makes him smell nice too.”
I think this man was homeless but he didn’t ask for mango money, AND he didn’t hit me in the face.
So right there it was a great day.
I’m going to simmer on the events at the Grand Canyon.
Thanks for checking in,
Stephen A. Thomas
June 30th, 2006 at 9:29 am
if you remember nothing of this journey my child, someone once said, recall the mango and cherish its bounty.