Yesterday my friend and I drove to La Junta to buy our tickets for the Amtrak train that would take us to Dallas, Texas next month. Both of her grandfather's were railroad men back in the day when the rail way was the way to move freight. The office is only open from 7:30 AM until 10 AM so we were on a mission. This is the ticket window and the lady in charge was the sweetest little thing and a great help to us. However we soon found that this was not going to be as easy as it first looked.
The train does not run from here to Dallas. It runs from La Junta to Kansas City, down to St. Louis and then down to Fort Worth area where we could catch a bus on into Dallas. Oh and this takes 2 days. There are several 5 hour delays for another train to arrive to take us further on our way. Now spending 5-6 hours in a train depot is just not on my agenda. And no where in this scenario did I see any hope of putting this body into a bed and sleeping the 8 hours I require. Of course we could take the southern route through southern California and it would add a few hours. Sadly the lower level has the restrooms and the upper level has the food. Screwed either way as I see it. Oh, yeah and then there was the cost of the tickets. $715.00 each. So $1430.00 and no food included. Let's just think this over. Course Nancy is all for hopping on an airplane and arriving in Dallas in no time at all. Well, it is a thought. Or we could ride the train to Albuquerque and then rent a car and drive to Dallas. So we headed home to think on it.
I missed a call outside of Rocky Ford, so I pulled over to return it and up the train track came the train hauling the propeller's for the wind turbines from Pueblo. Had to get a picture of that. We are both fascinated by those things.
Well, lookee here, where we stopped! Since we were right in the parking lot and the sign said "Local Honey. Come on in!" We did!
Bet money there is something in here I need!
Look at the size of the honey tank. I think we figured it holds at least 400 gallons. Hell, that was yesterday and you know I don't write anything down! And if I do I do not remember where I put it. So just go with the 400 gallons like you believe me!
And I was right. There was stuff there I needed. Nancy needed stuff also. Oh, and trust me, this is some damn good honey! First I had a taste on my finger. Then I had a taste on a spoon. Then I had a big taste on a biscuit. Then another biscuit.
Nice sign.
Nice flags.
But this is the one I like. It is a nest from somewhere made by bees and I think they call it a paper wasp nest. Glad it is empty!
So, we bid farewell to the local honey place on this side of Rocky Ford and head for home so I can do whatever it is I do.
Had a lovely day, as always and enjoyed a nice lunch in Fowler before dropping Nancy and heading for the grocery store to seek out Celery Root so I can make some Dill Pickle soup. Tell you about that one next time!
