Through warmshowers.com I stumbled upon a commune straight out of the sixties (when I had a good head of hair down to my shoulders). After fifty miles on the road, I said "why not" and settled in to enjoy the experience. The outside tube/shower had not been used since the turn of the century. It was fun clearing away the cobwebs, spiders and layers of leaves and accumulated debris which had fallen into the tub. As the young woman showed me my Adobe guest cabin, she instructed me to pee around the corner from my door where there was a pile of dirt used to fertilizer the gardens. I made a mental note not to eat anything grown on the property. The bed was fine but I opted to use my sleeping bag on top of the bedspread to be on the safe side. Not much has changed in the world of hippiedom, at amongst the hardcore tree huggers. Is deodorant still frowned upon? Earth mother, beam me up!
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