Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Angie

I've written about some bad behavior at gas stations on this trip. Life tends to balance things out. We pulled into a station to fill the RV up this morning. Moriarty says to me:

" Look at the parrot climbing out of the car over there! "

There are times when you kind of forget you're in the tropics. And there are times like this morning. It was a parrot, a white parrot. Her name was Angie. As the guy who owned her pumped his gas, Angie climbed in and out of the car. Most cars have passenger seats; this one had a perch.

I took some pictures. Struck up a conversation ( Not with the parrot, with her significant other ) and we left the station. Ah, the serendipity that comes with traveling.

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