Was legit dumb to stay up drinking catching u to ~3:30 last night. Fortunately, loading solar onto the roof was easier than anticipated (I’d left 26 panels + microinverters at the house in Bombay Beach I started adverse possession on).
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Scrap wood holding them onto roof is so ridiculous that it just might work.
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An appropriate last meal for America: Burrito Factory’s child-sized burrito.
Thanks, smart guy at El Centro Autozone: your idea of simply cutting the punctured hose shorter works perfectly.
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The border crossing is not so perfect. After extensive spanglish explanation that these are solar panels not windows and arguing that they’re to power the RV not place on a house and that I couldn’t possibly hook them up until I’ve established a campsite, I give up and pay $500 as a tariff for importing them. Considering they cost ~$.22 per watt vs. ~$1 per in Baja Sur + that I have 8kw of them, it’s not the worst deal. What convinces me to do it (other than being tired of trying and failing at negotiating) is a magic slip they include: I can supposedly now bring a stack of solar panels back and forth across the border ~indefinitely. Allegedly.
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Another couple hours and we make it, again very late, to San Felipe.