A friend and I took this book along when I moved to San Diego in 1985. I don't remember a lot about it except we laughed at his theory that the more old calendars there were on the wall of a restaurant the better the food...not! Then taking one of the 'blue highways' that was 2 lane a dust storm blew up and visibility was zero. We stopped at a store where 3 older men were rocking and asked them how long they lasted, one said oh, sometimes 3 days. We freaked saying we had to be in Yuma before then, so off we went. Not too far down the road the car quit, air filter of course was clogged but we were from dust storm free Illinois and clueless. Neither of us would get out of the car because we both had on contact lenses. So I leaned back on the window and said so where is he, you know, prince charming. I swear at that moment someone knocked on the window and it was PC in the form of a cowboy come to our rescue.