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They opened up the auxiliary parking lot at the airport yesterday.

This morning, they are ¾ full. By the end of the day they will be down to the last spaces. It is a huge lot.

A lot of people here are snowbirds and will be going back home for a long weekend to eat turkey and gloat to family about coming back to the winter paradise of Palm Springs.

As a balance, there will be a lot of visitors coming in.

This is a big destination for the holidays even though it is not listed in this article.

Pumpkin Pie in Miami: Thanksgiving Flight Patterns

What we will not see are the people who will be coming here for the holiday.

We offer about the same weather as everywhere but Montana. Cold this morning. In the forties.

But later on today you will not find a better place for eating turkey.

It will be in the 80s and, as usual, dry. A dry warmth. Lots of sun.

Our policy is to never ever travel on a holiday. We stay at home. But then, at my age, I am not much into traveling anywhere. I am here. This is the place I would like to travel to.

We will have another couple here for dinner, over from Long Beach. The one, a friend from back east many years ago. It will be nice to see him and his newish boyfriend.

A quiet good time.

I am roasting a good size organic, chemical free, free range chicken to suit the visiting diets which are mostly close to no meat at all. Exception today. I will have stuffing of course. And mashed sweet potatoes along with cooked apples. Cinnamon.

And I am about to make a pumpkin pie for desert.

And that will be my day.

The gym was open this morning but will close later and not open until 7AM tomorrow. That will leave me out. At 7 I will be contemplating my mid morning nap. Such is life in the fast lane of retirement.

Labels: holidays