My friend Mercedes lives in the desert, but just this once, she came to a town near me, and I drove out to meet her.
We had lunch at a little diner near where she was staying, the sort of place where the waitress is overly friendly and the food isn’t quite as good as they think. The buffalo cauliflower was tasty, though.
Later, we walked and talked and she didn’t laugh when I got fascinated by a boat parked out in the woods, which is the sort of friend you need, when you think about it.
It was a lovely day, and I would do it again if I could.