I told Abi that I wanted to blow up the mine to make it unusable. She looked at me like I was crazy, but calmed down when I promised to explain later....I did say that I would like to find the smelter that had to be servicing several mines, but I didn't know how to do that. Abi suggested that we let the mules show us. Undoubtedly, the mules hitched to the current wagon had been to the smelter on more than one occasion, so they knew the way. All we had to do was to sit in the driver's seat and get. He jumped at it, saying he just could not afford a day of lost revenue, nor could he not go to see the friend for last time.Most of the morning it was rednecks buying chewing tobacco or cigarettes, or an old woman looking for the latest special in the canned goods. Shortly after noon a fellow walked in and my wife remarked to me, if that guy was bald he would pass for you from the back, he even don't have an ass,, just like you! I thought that was funny and laughed a bit louder than I should,. ”“Of course. What would make you think otherwise, what with YOU still dripping out of ME?”“I still think I’m dreaming. It’s been a very good dream, too.”“Yeahhhh,” I sighed.“C’mon,” he said, “Let me show you the place.”I got the house tour while completely naked. Stopped in the bathroom long enough to note that the shower was big enough for two friendly participants and that there was toilet paper. I retrieved some, used it to make sure I didn’t mark the rest of my path through the place by a. Put her bags in her room and settle with a fresh coffee. After going over some house rules and agreement's Caraline wanted a shower and bath. Although she was feeling jet lagged,she just wanted to freshen up. She had slept uninterrupted for hours on the plane. I showed her where the towels were and left her to own means. About 1 hour latter Caraline comes back into the lounge room. She was wearing her P.J's and gown. We talked for about 20 min and Caraline asked me if I smoke pot. .