Last night we had to spend the night in Scotts Valley, for no sooner than we thought we had our transportation situation licked, the vehicle refused to budge. It coughed a little, but the prognosis was grim; the Logos would need to be moved to the repair facility.
Cue tow, and subsequent occupation of driveway. We had supper and a movie, (thanks again town of Felton, they treat the roadside vet nice up in the hills, and there's a reason for that we may explore another time).
The food,delicious chinese take-away, and the movie, well World War Zucks.
This morning after some coffee, the mechanics began drifting in. We waited for the One. The One who so blithley conducts his business that an elderly person was stranded by the Ones' shoddy workman ship. The One who had a problem with us "looking like we were camping out" and yet fails to see that we were prepared to do just that should he fail to repair the Logos. We were also prepared for wild cat picket, blockade tactic or whatever else it would take.
We have just arrived in Santa Cruz, CA, and the weather is mild. We are in recon mode, sussing out the city, where to eat, sleep, work and play. The local Veterans' Memorial is always a good place to start, and some cities and towns have really nice ones far away, simple ones in the middle of the bustle, you never know. San Louis Obispo has a couple army tanks in theirs, while Pismo Beach has a plaque and flag pole. In either case, we pay our respects to those who served and pray for those who still are.
Radiating outward, you establish a field spectrum, and determine the best location for the Veterans' Field Service Center.
We will be posting photos and videos of our VFSC in all its different forms as we take it to every city possible between us and Washington DC!