Of course these are all from our trip to Arizona. Because that's where I was most of last week.
I didn't have a chance to go to the grocery store ahead of this trip, so I didn't really have any particular traveling food. I made a completely ridiculous statement to A. that I could just stop for lunch at a fast food place. There were only three of us, after all. It wouldn't cost that much; it would be so easy; I wouldn't have to bring a cooler . . .
Yeah, sure. I was definitely fooling myself.
That was our lunch stop. We had egg salad sandwiches to use up the last few hardboiled eggs in the refrigerator. I also scrounged up the last of some deli ham, cheddar cheese, Triscuits, half a bag of tortilla chips, carrot sticks and radish slices, and all the candy the kids got on the last day of school. Oh, and the chocolate chip/oatmeal/peanut butter cookies I had made the day before.
It's always interesting to stay in rental houses. I encounter things I don't even know exist.
This is the microwave. It is a pull-out drawer. I was not a fan.
The first morning, I brought my coffee out by the pool.
Warm enough for bare feet, but still cool enough for jeans.
Then I got tired of listening to the humming of the air conditioning units and the frequent burbling of the pool as it cleaned itself and went back inside.
A good coffee spot.
After we got to my parents' house in Tucson, I actually went for a walk before I even had my coffee, so as to take advantage of the only time of day when I wouldn't have to walk in the merciless sun.
Light enough to see, but still no direct sun. Perfect.
Then I moved around the house to the various patios, searching for the best coffee spot.
This was the front patio, but it didn't have a particularly interesting view.
I eventually ended up on the patio right outside the back door, which has a view of the mountains. No picture, though. Sorry.
We spent much of our time swimming in four different pools. And when I say "we," I mean my children.
Synchronized cannon balls with the cousins.
I don't actually like to swim, and I only got in my parents' pool once, for about five minutes. That was after I accepted a challenge to sit in my dad's cold-plunge tub for a full minute. The water in that is fifty degrees. That is very unpleasant. I did it, but I don't want to do it again.
He also has a sauna, which I also have no interest in.
Our last day in Tucson, we had many exciting events. First, my mother insisted we had to bring my car through a carwash. She said it was because the children would love it. I know it was because my country car covered in bug guts and dust was making her twitchy.
This is the first time I have ever gone through a car wash. It was an experience.
Next we went to play mini golf at a place that has been there since I was a kid. This was also my children's first time playing mini golf.
Golf 'n' Stuff has not changed in thirty years, God bless it.
And for one last new experience for Poppy and her brother, we went to a movie theater.
They were thrilled by the escalator.
And they loved the movie.
It was pretty funny. I enjoyed it, too.
One last lunch on the road . . .
Brisket sandwiches courtesy of my mom.
And we were home again.
There you have it! My Arizona life, snapshotted.
