Yesterday afternoon we hung out at the San Juan Bautista Chicken Festival. Bwak, bwak. We sang along with Gilroy Ukulele Jam , as they performed "Chickens in the Sky" (think: Ghostriders in the Sky), "Ukelele Girls" (think: Buffalo Girls), and other cool songs. Methinks it's time to learn to play a few ukelele songs. Strum, strum, strum. We missed the crowing contest, but I still got to crow and bwak-bwak with the ukelele band. Sooo fun! The weather yesterday was wonderful. No 100s. No 90s. Reasonable 80s for dancing in the street. (By the way we actually got a few minutes of rain today. Yipppieee!) It was a small town festival, the kind I like. Three or four short blocks with a bunch of crafts booths, a few food vendors, and several people selling their used stuff. We bought a very cool old-fashioned floor lamp for five bwaks and I got a pair of sunglasses, which resembled something Yoko Ono might wear, for 50 cents. Score! One of our missions that