Cactus in Arizona
Trip Start Oct 20, 2009
159Trip End Jun 23, 2010
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Where I stayed
Super 8 Hotel
New Mexico, the next state west of Texas, had its appeal as well, beautiful mountains, more peaked than in Texas and mini tornadoes collecting dust accross the farming land. Unfortunately they were too far away to see on the photographs I took of them.
We enjoyed the 533 kilometer ride through New Mexico and right into the next state of Arizona, where we rode through Tucson, looking for a motel. All the motels and hotels seemed to be on the other side of the highway from which we were travelling. In the end we found ourselves right though Tucson (our destination for the day) and out the other side. As we didn't know how far the next town with motels was, we decided to turn around and go back into Tucson and check into one of the Hotels we saw from the other side of the highway
The first hotel we stopped at was too expensive, it was a nice La Quinta, which we’d paid about $60 for the last couple of times, but this concierge wanted $90 which we were not prepared to pay. There were about 5 hotels within walking distance, so I walked to the Super 8 Hotel which could accommodate us within our price range, on the ground floor too, which we prefer, and with breakfast and Wifi in the room included in the tariff. We also had a king size bed with five pillows and coffee making facility.
Arizona has the most amazing cactus. In the mountainous areas, it looks like they are marching up the hillside with their arms up in the air. We stopped for a break in a flat area with lots of black and brown volcanic rocks and various species of cactus. I was surprised to see a cactus bush with two birds’ nests in it.
I put my jacket and helmet down on the stony ground, only to find, when I picked them up, there were tiny prickles in the sleeves of the jacket and neck of the helmet. I hadn’t even seen them, and it took awhile to brush them out. The desert is a pretty hostile place, it seems.
We pulled off the highway to fuel up and to clean our visors and windscreens of the bikes. We had ridden through a swarm of wasps which clattered violently into the plastic visors and windscreens, giving me a bit of a fright and making a stinking mess of the screens
The Days Inn, in Yuma was just off the highway and close to a modern shopping centre. We parked the bikes up and checked in, before having a frappe at Starbucks. I’d been looking forward to having a coffee at Starbucks when we arrived in America. I love Starbucks.
Des rode across to the local Walmart to buy a bottle of red wine. He can get a bottle of South Australian Banrock Station red wine cheaper here in Arizona, than he can in Adelaide.