Apart from the usual Grand Canyon and Hoover Dam visits, we had been thinking about a road trip to Los Angeles, through the Mojave Desert, and then heading south to San Diego and possibly across the border to Mexico.
The reply from Marj put a ‘tick tick vg’ against all our ideas, except the trip to Mexico, to which Ant had added his own thought as follows:
That sounds great would be wonderful to see you. Melges right about mexico in the only place you could go these are the mexico legal right to you on a noise of those tickets on space is you have to to go in the butt look at the place drive resistance is a test riley if you like I’m so annoyed favorite places the lot of camping this about this place we go to lunch with the heights.
We were quite worried about this. The last time we saw Ant, he had been diagnosed with early-stage Parkinson’s and we wondered whether this accounted for his strange message. Or was it the medication? Or mescaline? Or both?
Fortunately we were wrong on all counts. Being a computer whiz, Ant has got himself some voice recognition software to test in anticipation of future limitations, but it is clearly struggling with his English accent. And even he doesn’t know what he was talking about!
The Chinese whispers of technology, eh? ‘Send three and fourpence, we’re going to a dance’. (Send reinforcements, we’re going to advance)
So now we need to get down to some serious trip planning.