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Well, at least we were. After I got back from 2 weeks in Peoria and before I came out to this campground in Tucson Mountain Park to meet up with (brother/sister-in-law) Dick and Jean.
Now, however, I digress. While in Peoria I watched the Olympics, picked (ripe orange-colored!) limes, gathered up fallen pecans, picked oranges & grapefruit. Read some books, cooked some, stared into space some, watched some of Merrily's favorite ...
... back to our van to attach the newly acquired hose she warned us about the toads, tarantulas and snakes that inhabit the area......awesome. I quickly crawled back underneath, attached the hose, tested for leaks (none) and cleaned up my tools.
Yes, Kerry writes better blogs than I do. I have been told by others that I am very wordy when I write. Well honey badger don't give a you-know-what.
Van fixed. On to Mexico.
... feel to it than the south side. I stopped in at a couple on my way back but the one that was most beautiful was the Venetian with its old style architecture and gondola rides around and through the hotel. That's the Wow factor I'm talking about. And so, my biggest highlights in Vegas, besides being in Vegas, was the Grand Canyon helicopter trip, the fountains at the Bellagio, the Venetian and of course, my new suitecase. I got back to the hotel round ...
... less NZ.)
Psychology of Language seems like it will be really interesting but a lot of work. The water cooler arrived this afternoon and it is marvellous, but no hot tap so I'll have to get a kettle and convince mum and dad that bringing me a massive box of Kenya Bold is worth their while..
This evening a bunch of us went to the Student Union to get dinner; I changed into jeans for the cool 27 degree evening- it's crazy to think that before these last ...
... at Douglas Spring), and I stopped here for lunch and use of the "restroom". I was now back in the high desert scrub - some small trees, grasses, birds, but no cacti. The sun was warm and the weather fine. I decided it'd be good to refill my water bottle with more stream water, so I made my way to the small stream and filled my bottle up. This time it only took two tries to get a scoop without any obvious squirming creatures. Later it would dawn on me ...