Before I talk about acquiring a Mexican Planter let me throw in a few left over photos from Lake Havasu.
This beauty was parked in the driveway – likely waiting to go to Thursday night’s classic car show. Other than the big tires on the truck at Britannia Beach, I don’t think I’ve seen any this big.
Outside the Walmart in Havasu are a few of these parking spots for the disabled. I don’t know if it is a comment on the ability to park or the need to get scooters out of vans or what but there is a LOT of space allowed.
Or maybe the spot is needed for Mom.
Well, after ten wonderful days with Rich and Nancy, including the opportunity to catch up with a couple of cousins from Manitoba who stay in the same complex, we were back on the road.
As most of you likely know, the scenery in Arizona, while it can be spectacular doesn’t necessarily lend itself to scenic campgrounds. This is called “boondocking” – what a surprise.
Or join your friends under the trees
Our first stop was for lunch in Wickenberg, a town of 6600. We went to Lydia’s Cantina.
While having lunch we were entertained by a man playing the accordion. Terry asked the server if he played there everyday “NO, just Saturday and Sunday.” It was Friday. Terry enjoyed a vegetarian chicken cheeeeeese enchilada.
When we told Lydia we were from Canada she exclaimed that she had a very good friend from Canada who was a very good artist and had lent her all the paintings in the restaurant to decorate it.
I wanted to bring this statue home but Terry said No! Don’t see why not.
Can anybody out there tell me what Tammy Whacking is?
From the time we left Penticton we were on the hunt for a Mexican Frog Planter (Ha! you thought it was different from that didn’t you! Ha!) Our plan is to go just across the border to Nogales, Mexico to get one.
Just north of Phoenix we came across two pottery factories. After spending 20 minutes looking at 4000 planters we decided to wait for Mexico.
Then it was off to Sun City to enjoy two days and three nights with Joanne Hamilton – a very delightful host. We had so much fun I didn’t even have time to take any photos. We met some new people at a BBQ, played golf with Carole and Bob Murphie and Darlene Galer and friend Doug. Then we all had dinner, drinks and dice together. We were told by everyone there was no need to go all the way to Nogales. We could easily find the planter we want in Tubac, Arizona, just 45 minutes south of Tucson. Besides, once we crossed the border who knew if we could get back in. Just sayin’.
Sunday morning, we started at Biscuits Cafe. I asked the server what he recommended. He said that because he was a big boy (and he was) he really liked the Biscuits Burger. So…
Anyway, after breakfast Terry and Joanne went off golfing while I stayed home to prepare a wack’o appies for Oscar night. Instead, I got – uh – ill – and accomplished very little – T and J had to make their own Sparkling Champagne Limoncello Cocktail, Tapenade and Antipasto Vegetables, Chorizo & Chickpea Appetizer with Perfect Crostinis and Stuffed Portobello Mushroom Pizza while they watched the hilarity that was the 2017 Oscars.
So, today we were off to Tubac to find our planter. Someone doesn’t know where they are
After driving the 50 minutes, spending 1 hour and 30 minutes looking at 50,000 pots we came away with absolutely nothing – except a photo of a cool sculpture.
30 miles north of the US-Mexican border you have to go through another border security check.
For dinner we went all the way back to Ha Long Bay, Vietnam
Final photo but one for you – attached to Sparkle Dry Cleaners is…
Tomorrow we are off to Kartchner State Park