En Route to Alva, OK.

Howdy Ya'all
The great plains of the midwest are nothing if not for the people.
Genuine meat and taters kinda folk. I almost forgot how large the sky seems here.
As big as the heart of Texas, so it is said.

I did what I usually do when I get to a new place I've never been before, and that is to go directly to the pool rooms and pawn shops, to get a feel for the place.















You can tell so much about your surroundings just by seeing what the inhabitants of the place are willing to live without out.
Or at the very least be willing to sacrifice to the pawn gods in order to indulge other pleasures, vices, and or, necessities. It is also a prudent strategy for seeking out select items that may be of interest to you, and the general correlation between the pawned items and they're geographical, and economic biosphere. Allow to me elaborate.
Simply put , if your needs are musical in nature, then you visit the pawn shops of the states of Nevada, or New Jersey. Musicians are notorious for their inability to drive off their demons of choice. Whatever the vice or desire, the insatiable thirst will be quenched. Sadly, in the case of musicians it is the very thing that allows them to earn a living.. (I.E. their instruments) ... that are the first to go.
With this small tidbit of knowledge, the availability of bargain basement merchandise is endless. Simply match your needs to the environment were there may be an abundance of said products, and Voilla, Presto, Abbara Cadda Dabbara, the world becomes your second hand oyster. But I'm sure you already knew this.
Sad as it may seem though amigos,I have no use for a tractor.

Anywho ..... my time has come to an end, and the Oklahoma night life is calling my name, and i hear these Okies are wicked wild.
So to all my amigos in the U.S.of A...... keep the rubber on the road
And to my friends in my motherland...the cool blue north.....keep your stick on the ice.
E tu me amigos en Mexico... chingero le carretera....Luego cabrones