Thursday, February 26, 2009
*10 weeks in the desert, sans electrical, water, or septic connections.
*10 weeks of constant dry wind.
*No rain or snow or cold winter weather, which more than justified the aforementioned conditions.
We arrived at an Escapees park in Casa Grande, AZ, intending a one night stay. Immediately fell in love with unlimited utilities and extended our stay another day. Aaah, hedonism.
From here, we travel on to Tucson, where we will likely remain for three days or so. We have read of several interesting attractions, so will have more to report.
Plus a visit to Costco! And Trader Joes!! Life is good!!!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Pic for those of you who have forgotten what we look like.
Or who haven’t seen the 146 prior posts that contain our pictures. (C’mon, you’ve missed our best stuff, like the Day From Hell with the Extreme Excretory Emergency!)
See how the desert is blooming! More flowers on the way in the next few weeks. Stay tuned for color reporting.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I’ve told Jenna several times that she could avoid such awkward situations if she would just wear her wedding ring. However, Mr. Burro eventually understood and we resolved the matter without bloodshed (mine).
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
In the past two weeks, one or both of us have attended events organized by our desert neighbors
1 The Pie Run – 60+ people (no, not our ages) drove to a local restaurant for huge pie slices and coffee.
2 The Dog Burn – weenie roast attended by 73 campers
3 Music HoeDown – local talent pickin’ and grinnin’.
4 The Taco feed and Mystery Play – big turnout to this annual fundraiser for our desert community.
Up for Valentine’s Day
* The Hobo Cookout – bring a can of soup or vegetables or meat to throw into a big pot. Not on our agenda….just not very romantic.
* The Yuma Crossing Festival – local celebration of the frontier roots of the city of Yuma.
All this in addition to daily activities like
- Hikes into the desert
- Creative writing
- Radio controlled aircraft flying
- Poetry reading.
The fun never ends. Until you pump your waste tank or fill up with (fresh) water.