One of the nice things about moving to a new and (potentially) interesting area is that our friends come to visit! We’ve had visits from my parents and three friends since Kent moved down here in November. With our October break (one week! yay!) on us, two other friends from the Twin Cities made their way down for a last taste of warm weather before the polar vortex descended on them.
Once Todd and Iryna landed in Phoenix, we swept them across the desert and deposited them first at the fine establishment of Nico’s Taco Shop (a great local fast-food Mexican chain).
With burritos in hand (stomach?), we were ready to take on Tucson. Our first stop was San Xavier Mission, south of the city, and a 300-year-old Catholic mission currently undergoing reconstruction. It is called the “White Dove of the Desert”, for good reason.
It has no air conditioning, but is surprisingly cool inside the traditional adobe walls. Todd was excited about the frescoes inside the church, and we all enjoyed looking at the different cacti in the gardens outside.
We started feeling very hot, so we postponed our hike to go find some hats. Several stops for drinks (and motorcycle goggling) later, we acquired breathable hats to protect us from the sun, which was by that time no longer beating down on our heads.
Nothing daunted, we drove west of town to the Tucson Mountains. Kent veered off the trail, causing a certain amount of scrambling to be necessary to achieve the top. Once there, we lingered through sunset.
On the way down, we saw someone flying a drone, and got to chat with him about the drone and what he did with it professionally. The drone looked quite sci-fi and the videos were amazing.
We stumbled in to the house to eat supper, but somehow my “space-age” stove hadn’t cooked the food, and our wonderful tomato-onion bread was not available to us until much later than we wanted. It was still wonderful, but we immediately tucked ourselves into bed, there to dream of drones and oddly frightening bathrooms.