Who would live here?

Morning broke, and while trying to stay warm in the mid to high twenties weather, I did my best to make eggs over easy work on the skillet Sue had done so well with before.  I managed 1 1/2 out of 3 tries, good thing I wanted scrambled.  Luckily, no mountain lions bothered us, though on daylight inspection of the campsite, I did find some tracks a little close for comfort.  The car packed back up lightning fast, its amazing how much faster it goes when you can see what you're doing.  On our way up to the cliff dwellings, the question was posed by the elder Bunnell, 'Why would you live here'.  Mustve seemed like a good idea at the time, but he persisted, ...I mean, you'd have to carry all your crap up here, water, food.....  Apparently it had something to do with little things like food and water, oh, and they were in much better shape.  Off now to White Sands, to see the Gypsum wonder in all its glory.  It was just that, something very unique, bright white sand dunes that went on for miles sparkling in the afternoon sun.  There was a boardwalk made of recycled products and aluminum that was quite a 'shock', there were warnings all along saying that you could become charged and then if you touch the aluminum, ZAP.  One man in a motorized wheelchair thought it was great fun until it shorted out his chair.  His very understanding and patient wife was doing her best to push the chair, but it was uphill and quite heavy.  We stopped to lend a hand, but dispite our best shadetree mechanic attempts at reset and restart, he still needed a push all the way back to his car.  After snapping some good shots and walking barefoot in the dunes, it was time to be moving on.  On our way to Carlsbad, we stopped in to a quiant little American Mexican restaurant for dinner and noticed that the only waiter/bus boy on duty was using a pair of rolling utility carts.  One to serve food and drinks and the other to bus tables, clearing the plates right there at the table.  It was a little odd, all he was missing was a large set of janitors keys.  We decided that with a pretty tight schedule tomorrow, that it would be better not to have to pack up the tent and supplies so we can get to Carlsbad caverns when they open.  I swear, it has absolutely nothing to do with the temps here dropping close to freezing overnight tonight.