Memory Lane

24 June 2011
Had another four hours sleep and dawn walk around Centralia. Mom had some dramas with her car and helped her out with that. Rode to Mexico to visit with Dad and show him my new bike.

Rode to Molino to have a look at the house where i lived my pre-adolescent years. Molino is way out in the sticks. When i was a child there were about a dozen houses, a general store with a petrol pump and a small church. We used to walk about three miles to a one room country school. There is a lot less there now and the place has a general dilapidated feel to it. Still, it was quite evocative to see the place. It all looks smaller and run down except for the trees i used to climb which are much bigger.

Rode back to Centralia and just managed to stay awake the whole evening, so let's see if i can sleep through the night.