Day 52: Ten Little Indians

Saturday
Although our proposed destination was Green River (the town), in the end we only stopped for a coffee and pressed on to Moab. Mind you it was an interesting coffee, although unfortunately I did not get any pics of it. The coffee shop was the Green River Roasting Company, it was dark and cool inside, with a room off to the side which was lined with shelves holding knick knacks, rock samples, second hand books and Indian Art which had lain there unsold for years. The place had the appearance of being decorated in hippy times, but had several comfy seats and lots of uncomfy seats as well.

As the kitchen was closed, I had to go across the road to a diner to get myself a donut to eat with my coffee. The coffee shop had a sort of time warp feel to it, as I said there were second hand books and Indian artifacts all over the place and it was definitely dusty. Strangely, although the place was empty when we pulled in people began to arrive and talk, revealing life stories. A couple from Santa Barbara, CA, were here for a funeral, as was a man  from Phoenix. Then came a van load of Australians over here on a photo safari. Because there were so many interesting things either displayed or for sale people mingled and discussed  prices, etc. As I said the strange thing was that everybody just started talking to each other, almost as though we had expected to meet here, more than just a bit like Agatha Christie's Ten Little Indians, Spooky! I kind of expected someone to go to the restroom and never return...... and then there were nine!

Inside The GRCC store

Kind of lost in time our coffee there lasted several days, eventually we cut through the spider webs that kept us locked together in there, fought our way out and found that we had only spent a little more than an hour (though I think here I am creatively mixing my plot lines) in there. Sally also found a Navajo vase that was very nice. Once back out in the sun ,we pressed on to Moab., where we found a small RV Park out the back end of the town. We stopped in at the RV Park we had stayed in when we were last there (2003) but the price was $45 p.n. plus tax - sack that! This place is kind of run down, but quiet and comfortable. In order to get the WIFI password I talked to the guy in the office, who introduced the idea of Glenwood Hot Springs, which is 200 miles further along Interstate 70. where you can relax in the hot springs. He also mentioned that now Colorado has made marijuana legal you can combine the hot springs with something more relaxing and educated me on the concept of the Hemp Butter Brownies they sell. Interesting!
Once again we were in Utah's Central Desert area and we passed many cliffs and buttes and arroyo and shale mounds and stopped st a rest stop for lunch about 30 miles north of Moab, where we could see some of the areas we would like to visit. All this in the blazing hot October sun, as we found out last night they had recorded record temperatures for Oct 25th.