Goin' back home
To the Village of the Sun
Out in back of Palmdale
Where the turkey farmers run, I done
Made up my mind
And I know I'm gonna go to Sun
Village, good God I hope the
Wind don't blow
It take the paint off your car
And wreck your windshield too,
I don't know how the people stand it,
But I guess they do
Cause they're all still there,
Even Johnny Franklin too
In the Village of the Sun ...
Yes, the late Frank Zappa hailed from (or at least attended high school) in the Antelope Valley.
Ten days is not that long when you consider that we effectively lost four days to the Memorial Day weekend. Again, a big debt of gratitude to Juan, Bruce, and the entire staff at Exodus Air for helping us solve a very nagging problem with the engine gauge cluster. And thanks to Jeff at High Desert Avionics for handling some needed changes to the gauge's wiring harness in a timely and elegant fashion.
During the days of delay, we found time to explore the AV and I have two recommendations for dining: Karen's Kitchen Too in Palmdale makes a great breakfast (cash only, no credit cards). Tina's Ristorante Italiano in Lancaster has some of the best pasta, chicken, and fish dishes I've ever had, which is saying something when you consider I practically live on top of the Berkeley "Gourmet Ghetto."
We also took time to visit the Medfly Basenji Rescue in Acton. After the death of our basenji Hunter a few months ago, we can't help but miss the presence of toenails clicking across the floor and we had the pleasure of meeting not only Karen and Chuck, but several wonderful basenji who could be available for adoption by just the right people. It's seldom I meet people with hearts so big. The Medfly Basenji Rescue is a qualified non-profit and donations are needed and greatly appreciated. Think about it ...
Returning to Frank Zappa:
Little Mary, and Teddy, and Thelma too, now
Where Palmdale Boulevard, wo!
Cuts on through
Past the Village Inn, well, & Barbecue now, yeah
(I heard it ain't there . . .
Well I hope it ain't true)
Where the stumblers gonna go
To watch the lights turn blue?
Try as we might, we couldn't find the Village Inn on Palmdale Boulevard, so maybe it isn't there any more after all. But after four plus hours of flying (with a stop for fuel in Tucson), we did find a Village Inn in the West Texas town where we landed tonight. We wanted to get an early start tomorrow, but we lost an hour with the time zone shift and endured over two hours of continuous light chop and occasional moderate turbulence. We might need to sleep in a bit.
