The Gypsy Advisor
 Leah came from Ohio by Greyhound bus to Counselor. The bus driver couldn't believe that anyone would want to get off the bus here and he tried to talk her out of it. She insisted though and spent a month photographing our beautiful sunsets. Even her mom approves of us now! Leah helped build the walls she is so proudly standing in front of. We thank her also for scraping the old lineoleum off the floor. Her most important function during her visit was to update some of our musical preferences to stuff from the 1980's and to leave behind some advice for future guests. The funniest part of our relationship with Leah is that her last name is the same as my parents name, so she went to my brothers graduation and it was like she was really part of the family. Well, all for the best, because, like many of our guests, she now IS part of our family! |
Welcome to the Canyon - Largo that is - home of the great river of froth that flows occasionally into the sunset - you'd never know by the looks of it but it's a powerful thing! Some advice for you - the wandering soul - I'm sure you'll do this naturally though ... so no worries! 1. Play in the mud. It is a rare and glorious thing to be able to say "Yea, I went to the middle of nowhere and played in the mud in the desert." Few will believe you. Few will be impressed. But a few will be inspired to follow in your footsteps - and you will change their lives for the better forever ... OK, so maybe not, but that mud feels GREAT between your toes! 2. Hike by yourself. Sure you might fall off a cliff by yourself and no one will save you, but think about all the communing with nature you'll get to do while you wait for rescue! And if you make it back OK, well then, you had yourself a nice little hike then didn't you? 3. No matter what Pat tells you the swimming pool carved into the rocks does NOT fill up with water. Even after the Largo runs. It does NOT fill up with water. Even after the whole canyon floods, the thing's full of dried cracked mud. Not even a drop in the center. Nothing. And though it is a cool place to hang out - some of the rocks make great places to take a nap - it will never fill with water. Don't believe Pat! Don't put on your bathing suit, grab a towel and hike up there day after day hoping to swim. You're in the desert for Christ's sake. There's no swimming pools in the rocks! 4. Do not come during zuccini season. 5. Do not come during cabbage season. 6. The dogs are greatly neglected around here - pet them whenever possible and be really nice to them. While I was here, they had no tennis balls and were so hard up, the poor pups were fetching ROCKS! Come on now - that's just wrong. So if you can, sneak them a little handfull of catfood - they really love that. 7. Do not make good friends with the cats - especially the black one. Unless of course you LIKE finding mouse corpses all around your bed EVERY morning. And we're not talking full corpses either - we're talking intestines and faces (not whole heads - just the eyes and nose seeming to glare at you for being nice to the cat, making it think you'd want a mousey present and thus, causing it's death - not pleasant to wake up to - let me tell you!) Follow these simple guidelines and hey, you'll have a great stay! Even if you don't follow them - don't worry - it's cool. I only spent forever writing these out, friend but hey who am I? I only stayed here a month! What do I know? So enjoy the mice presents and zuccini keishes bucko! Your fellow wandering soul, gypsy_gurl (Leah Clifford) August 3, 2000 |