Palm Springs, you done me wrong, with your lovely sunsets and your ineffectual sinks and your weirdly geometric wallpaper. Had I not been delirious, I might have recognized that I passed through Quartzsite, the boondocking capital of the world (stock photo). Instead, I stumbled into PHX, returned the rental, Ubered back to my Xterra (are those real words?), and made my way north to meet up with Tina in Flagstaff.
Travels with Jennie 
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