A tourist from Alabama struck up a conversation after eavesdropping on us telling our company about the houses across the river (American Bar) the forest fire remains (Meriwether.)
Alabama asked us did we live around here?
Yes. Across the way, down a long road.
Alabama sidled up to Dearest and said, "Do you folks have electricity at your house?"
By a power line that comes to the house?
Yes. No, by magic -- was what I thought but didn't say.
Alabama wanted to know because his cell phone didn't work here.
Then Mrs. Alabama made her husband return to his seat and "stop bothering those folks."
Since Dearest and I hold the world record for the most frequently lost, bumfuzzled and pathetic tourists in multiple countries, we are always kind to tourists visiting our area.
No matter how tempting the comic possibilities.