That's not something you hear often coming from these neck of the woods, but it's true. The temperature had been hovering just above 40 for the past week.
I know.
I know.
That may seem mild to many of you, but it's down right frigid here.
This little town sits on the water, with very few structures to block the wind coming off the sea. Add a strong gust on most days, and you have all for an excuse to bundle up.
I spent the day in a floor length sweater, covered with two quilts (thanks Deb!) and still I was cold.
Of course, there is no heat in the buildings.
I had a small space heater that was faulty, so I ditched it. I started to buy another one, but really, you only it for a about a week, so I decided to tough it out.
Side note - This town, like most others, has several names, all official. The sign on the main road that leads to the exit names it "Baya Sila." I was told that "baya" refers to water, so folks passing buy will know that this town sits next to the water. Good information for those traveling through the desert.
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