It was 190 miles from Silver City to Tucson. No problems. We arrived at the Voyager RV Resort just after noon, having gained an hour entering into Arizona which does not recognize Daylight Saving Time. This is the third time we’ve been here. It’s a nice place---very large (hundreds of RV sites), with a golf course and residential area attached. Being a travel day, we didn’t do much once we got here. A beer (well, two) and some popcorn at the bar meant we needed no dinner.
Saturday involved a Costco run, for the usual reasons, and a bit of football.
On Sunday, I relaxed and read, and walked Ramsey, while Becky met a former Grand Canyon co-worker, Laura Dillon, for lunch and fun.
On one of my Ramsey walks, I noticed that a large rig had just parked near us. It's a 48-foot "toy hauler" 5th wheel, by far the largest I'd ever seen. Wow!
Early Monday morning, we headed to the vet (Golf Links Animal Clinic) since some diarrhea Ramsey had for a couple of days hadn't gone away. (Sunday night, he had to "go out" every two hours; Becky didn't get much sleep.)
He was diagnosed with having picked up an intestinal parasite. Apparently, it's not uncommon in these parts. We got some pills to give him, and we spent the rest of Monday watching and comforting him. The pills seemed to have helped a lot; he slept through the night.
Tuesday was our day to head for Casa Grande, only 83 miles away---about 50 miles south of Phoenix on I-10.
We are staying at the Fiesta Grande RV Resort. It's a very large place with a lot of permanent residents in RVs, "park models," and a few real houses. Nice place. They are a little hyper about where dogs can go and where they can "go," but we will cooperate.
We were expecting a half-case of wine from Justin Vineyards & Winery (in Paso Robles, California) to be here when we arrived. It was not here. When I called to find out its whereabouts, I was informed that it had been sent, but, due to Arizona ABC procedures, it wouldn't arrive for at least two more weeks. That was not acceptable, since we will be here only five days, and, after two more conversations, it was determined that a substitute package would be sent to our destination in Palm Desert, California, where we will be before the end of next week. Whew!
Our second order of business on arriving was to find a sushi restaurant so we could get our periodic fix. It was only two blocks away. Delicious. That took care of lunch and dinner.
Wednesday morning, Becky headed for the Sky Harbor airport in Phoenix so she could fly (via Southwest Airlines) to Burbank to spend the night at the Jonathan Club in downtown LA in anticipation of attending a 60th birthday luncheon on Thursday at the Valley Hunt Club in Pasadena for Sara Edwards, a high school buddy of Becky's (one of the ladies who met her in McCall, Idaho, a few months ago).
While she was gone, Ramsey and I muddled along, surviving as best we could. Becky returned late Thursday night, saying the luncheon was a great success.
Friday and Saturday were pretty normal. Friday night we had take-out from Panda Express. As usual, it was delicious. Becky took a 15-mile bike ride on Saturday and I kept reading. I also watched some exciting football on Saturday. Yawn.
Sunday involved an easy 180-mile move to Yuma, and the Yuma Lakes RV Resort.
We were here about 2 1/2 years ago. It's a nice place, though it's several miles from any services; and it's hot and they have only 30-amp service so we can only run one air conditioner. Again, we'll survive. Since Sunday was a travel day, we need our rest and won't be doing anything exciting until at least Monday.
I've been doing little but reading since we've been here. Becky went on a 19-mile bike ride on Monday.
And, of course, we've been eagerly anticipating the election on Tuesday---watching all the pundits trumpet their predictions. It turned out, of course, that all of them were wrong and we went to bed Tuesday night secure in the knowledge that we would have another four years of President Obama. Barf!
We had originally planned to stay here for four nights, before heading to Palm Springs, but we decided to make it three nights instead and spend Wednesday night in Thermal, California---about 30 miles from Palm Springs.
The idea is to arrive at the Thousand Trails preserve in Palm Springs first thing Thursday morning and, thereby have a better chance of securing a suitable space. Therefore, Tuesday was our last night in Arizona for a while.
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