Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Tortilla Flats

Maybe on account of there being no registered sex offenders in the area, people are rather trusting and take a lax stance towards security here.  It reminded me of the Canada segment of Bowling For Columbine and took me a minute to get used to.

So when we went to housesit at the Gummersall’s and they have a locked gate at the end of their driveway, lock all their doors, and have timers on all their lights to deter potential highjackers well, that struck Conner as funny. 
Jenny explained that the dirt road they live on leads directly to Miller Mesa, aka “Tortilla Flats” or “Little LA”.  Technically it’s in New Mexico although it’s within spitting distance of their house.  It’s kind of a “No Man’s Land” because the only police station is 1 ½ hours away in Farmington, a place everyone refers to as the Armpit Of The World.  They have an agreement with the fire station in Ignacio, a town 20 minutes away, in which Ignacio will come to their aid if fires are consuming their mobile homes.  But when it comes to vanquishing evildoers they’re on their own, and thus a lot of naughty business goes on in Miller Mesa.  Apparently they have a thriving Crystal Meth production biz going on there and it’s best to avoid the place all together.

I was under the impression that Crystal Meth was passé, was so very early ‘90s, and that only the most hard-up druggies even considered it.  But hey, what do I know?

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