Dodge Junction was closer than I thought, only two days away; just arrived a little while before sundown. But I don’t think I’m dying after all. I feel a lot better, good enough to travel, but I’m wussing out and staying in an inn tonight. It wasn’t that bad, but for now, screw the desert. Screw it all: screw the sand, screw the hot days, screw the cold nights, and, most of all, screw the cacti that screw with your head.
Did some rambling, and it turns out Dodge Junction is where Jubilee Cherries come from. Cherry Hill Ranch, run by one Cherry Jubilee. Didn’t meet her, but she’s impossible to miss, since the ranch is the town’s biggest business. Might be getting near the end of the desert; the plants look a bit stronger here and more numerous here than a day or so out. I’ve had Jubilee Cherries before, and almost splurged on a carton, but convinced myself not to; I’m spending money on this hotel already, and I want the bits I have to last as long as possible before I need to take some from a bank.
It might just be me, but it seems like sweet hats are obligatory out here. Everypony I’ve seen is wearing some variation on the cowcolt hat. They probably have different names, but the only one that comes to mind for me is a Stetson. Anyway, there are lots of sweet hats out here, and I’m considering buying one, if I can find it for relatively cheap. I mean, LOOK at them.
Hats. Hats everywhere.
Those glorious fabric crownsCall to m
Call out to my head.
Been around the whole town; Dodge Junction isn’t that large. Got everything you need, but not a whole lot else. Besides cherries. Cherry Hill Ranch is really big here; there’s even a restaurant devoted to cherries. I like cherries, but not THAT much. Seems to be doing fine, though. I browsed through the general store, but I don’t need anything else just yet. I’ll probably need things later, but I can’t tell what I’ll lose or break. Went to a doctor, got a quick appointment to talk about the cactus. She said not to worry, I’m not going to die, just don’t eat them again. Yeah, like I’m going to do THAT.
Found an inn for a decent price. Bed’s pretty comfy and room’s not drafty. Nothing particularly special, but I didn’t pay for special. Hopefully I’ll remember to get up on time tomorrow.
Out of the desert.
Beds are incredibly soft;
Will sleep well tonight.
Hmm. I think I’m getting better at these poems.