Vacation Brain

I've spent time hiking alone and time with my friends and their children.  Now I am in a quandary as to what to do.  Should I stay or should I go?  I'm thinking of going to the coast tomorrow, to Carmel By The Sea or environs close by.  But I've gone online today trying to book a room for one night, and it is absurd.  I can'r find anything under $400/night.  Perhaps I will simply drive down and try to find a room when I'm there, though you know I'll be staying in some Roadside Inn with bedbugs and an old t.v. with standard cable for $250 or so.  Still, it feels time to get out of here.  They are consumed with childrearing and building a new house in a nearby town which is where I spent the entire day today.  That and shopping for taillights and gutters and gutter screens, and groceries, etc.  I would like to see something else now, so I am pretty certain I'll leave early in the morning.  And I don't know when I will come back to Yosemite again.  It might be awhile.  I think I need new territories.

It is hot here all day and into the early evening.  My friends have what they call a "swamp cooler" rather than an air conditioner.  It is common here and might work well when it is dry, but there has been more humidity than normal and the system works on adiabatic cooling, so it doesn't work so well when the air is wet.  Consequently, I go to sleep sweating and wake up in the middle of the night shivering for my life.  In between, I have dreams.  Last night, I dreamed of love and romance with woman I've never met in life before, but they were so real that when I woke, I could not tell that I had been dreaming.  In a trance, I walked outside to pee off the porch, the whole time thinking "who are they, these women who seem to be so in love with me.  In the dream, it got complicated so that I had some real concerns.  What should I do?  Who do I want?

Of course I went back to sleep and entered some other hideous dream and never got to go back to the other.  I'm dying to know how it went.  What happened?

I have "vacation brain" I guess.  Nothing any good has come of these writings.  I know, though, that if I don't post, the blog dies.  When I quit for a few days last time, the visits were cut by 3/4s.  I have continued to kill it with vacation chatter. We are few and alone now, which is most apropos, I think.  But I would like to say something better.  Maybe in the next few days.  For now. . . it is like this.  Ciao ciao amigos.