041229- Southwest-3
041229- Southwest-3
Since leaving Picacho Peak, we had traveled about 100 miles to Green valley, AZ, which is about 40 miles south of Tucson.
Some friends that we had met last year on returning from Mexico, Barry and Maureen, have family that live nearby: Maureen’s sister Marilyn and her husband Buck.
As we settled in our space, Barry informed us that we were invited to dinner at Marilyn’s and Buck’s that evening.
This was just the first of many delicious meals and fun times we enjoyed there. Peter was on his best behavior and even though Marilyn and Buck had two cats locked in the bedroom, he remained calm.
Last year, I had learned how to play a domino game called Mexican Train with this group and it tends to become obsessive. I fully anticipated a session of Mexican Train as soon as the dinner table was cleared, but lo and behold, Barry had forgotten to bring the game from his motorhome. As a substitute, Buck appeared with a jar full of pennies and a deck of cards and poker night began. We had lots of fun.
Just prior to arriving at the RVP, Barry had stopped at Camping World to buy some special toilet paper (that does not clog sewer systems), and somehow wound up next door at a huge Motorhome dealership – to be brief – he bought a new motorhome. While it will take about a week to get it prepped as well as move everything out of his old motorhome to the new one, you can imagine his excitement as he told us the story of his negotiations and acquisition of a good deal.
The next evening, Christmas Eve was spent at Marilyn’s and Buck’s and after dinner, this time remembered, Mexican Train was the order of business and we played well into the late evening.
Christmas day lunch was followed by a marathon game of “Train” that finally broke up after about 5 hours.
Although there was no snow, the weather had turned decidedly cold, low 30’s at night and high 40’s to 50 daytime. While it looked pleasant out, blue skies and high white clouds, we bundled up and actually had to use our propane furnace in the evenings because our small electric room heater was just not able to drive the cold away.
Peter had started shedding the day we left and has not stopped but seems to be lessening. Most of the Beast looks like a cashmere sweater so it is very frustrating trying to clean it all up. Will have to wait until he’s finished.
The park has a strict PET WALK ONLY area for their relief, and while Peter usually is able to ignore these rules, I thought it best to explain to him that we should not cause any trouble.
The Pet Walk was a few blocks away, so thank god for the bat mobile. My knees are getting more troublesome, especially since Vioxx got recalled, so long walks in cold weather was not conducive to Peter’s urgency needs. Most of the time, many people commented that it appeared that Peter was pulling the Bat mobile.
The last couple of days have been warmer, in the 60s and even 70s.
Today was supposed to be a travel day but the weather has turned foul – the same storm that has and is terrorizing Los Angeles – so we opted to delay and leave tomorrow.
Rain and thunderstorms were predicted as well as wind gust up to 30 Miles per Hour. Not the kind of weather I want to be driving in. Tomorrow’s prediction is clear and partly cloudy – sounds good to us.
We expect to be in Las Cruces, NM for New Years Eve, but I have no idea what it will be like.
After that, a lot of driving across west Texas to San Antonio, thru very open and boring terrain with no cell phone or internet service.
Since leaving Picacho Peak, we had traveled about 100 miles to Green valley, AZ, which is about 40 miles south of Tucson.
Some friends that we had met last year on returning from Mexico, Barry and Maureen, have family that live nearby: Maureen’s sister Marilyn and her husband Buck.
As we settled in our space, Barry informed us that we were invited to dinner at Marilyn’s and Buck’s that evening.
This was just the first of many delicious meals and fun times we enjoyed there. Peter was on his best behavior and even though Marilyn and Buck had two cats locked in the bedroom, he remained calm.
Last year, I had learned how to play a domino game called Mexican Train with this group and it tends to become obsessive. I fully anticipated a session of Mexican Train as soon as the dinner table was cleared, but lo and behold, Barry had forgotten to bring the game from his motorhome. As a substitute, Buck appeared with a jar full of pennies and a deck of cards and poker night began. We had lots of fun.
Just prior to arriving at the RVP, Barry had stopped at Camping World to buy some special toilet paper (that does not clog sewer systems), and somehow wound up next door at a huge Motorhome dealership – to be brief – he bought a new motorhome. While it will take about a week to get it prepped as well as move everything out of his old motorhome to the new one, you can imagine his excitement as he told us the story of his negotiations and acquisition of a good deal.
The next evening, Christmas Eve was spent at Marilyn’s and Buck’s and after dinner, this time remembered, Mexican Train was the order of business and we played well into the late evening.
Christmas day lunch was followed by a marathon game of “Train” that finally broke up after about 5 hours.
Although there was no snow, the weather had turned decidedly cold, low 30’s at night and high 40’s to 50 daytime. While it looked pleasant out, blue skies and high white clouds, we bundled up and actually had to use our propane furnace in the evenings because our small electric room heater was just not able to drive the cold away.
Peter had started shedding the day we left and has not stopped but seems to be lessening. Most of the Beast looks like a cashmere sweater so it is very frustrating trying to clean it all up. Will have to wait until he’s finished.
The park has a strict PET WALK ONLY area for their relief, and while Peter usually is able to ignore these rules, I thought it best to explain to him that we should not cause any trouble.
The Pet Walk was a few blocks away, so thank god for the bat mobile. My knees are getting more troublesome, especially since Vioxx got recalled, so long walks in cold weather was not conducive to Peter’s urgency needs. Most of the time, many people commented that it appeared that Peter was pulling the Bat mobile.
The last couple of days have been warmer, in the 60s and even 70s.
Today was supposed to be a travel day but the weather has turned foul – the same storm that has and is terrorizing Los Angeles – so we opted to delay and leave tomorrow.
Rain and thunderstorms were predicted as well as wind gust up to 30 Miles per Hour. Not the kind of weather I want to be driving in. Tomorrow’s prediction is clear and partly cloudy – sounds good to us.
We expect to be in Las Cruces, NM for New Years Eve, but I have no idea what it will be like.
After that, a lot of driving across west Texas to San Antonio, thru very open and boring terrain with no cell phone or internet service.
Happy holidays and a great New Year to everyone.
posted by The Highway Guys @ 7:35 PM
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