I'm not ready to leave

I am loving it here. I am especially happy after just realizing it was Saturday and not Sunday. I walked around town early this morning thinking nothing was going to be open.

The road from Grants to Silver City has been very diverse, with lots of short, steep uphills and equally steep downhills. I can go from subalpine, to prairie, to desert and back in a day. It stopped monsooning down here so it is HOT.

Pie town was everything I dreamed it would be and more. They have no gas stations, payphones, groceries, but they have 2 pie cafes. I ate my pie before noon, and, feeling quite satisfied, was ready to continue south. But this pickup truck stopped my and told me I had to stay at the "Toaster House", a hostel for bikers and hikers. They showed me to this old house with toasters decorating the front entrance, and told me to be at home. The owner was actually in Sweden at the time, having a grandchild, but I helped myself to a bed, shower, laundry. There was a guest book which I read all evening; every hiker and cyclist that has travelled the continental divide had stopped there. Later that evening "cowboy Jim" stopped by to welcome me, as did a few other characters. As I was falling asleep upstairs Jim and company returned to the house and played guitar on the porch. Coolest place ever.

I'm hanging out in Silver City, taking my first 0 day. I need to kill some time before my flight leaves.