Past Palm Springs... and other desert towns. And the oh so lovely Blythe... ew. And crossed into Arizona!
|Hello, Arizona. You're hot!|
|Apparently Jewels was a pretty kitty before her haircut.|
|Jaspurr doesn't look half bad in his lion cut.|
The following day, Big Bro and nephew3 drove us up to Sedona. We couldn't find parking and so we pulled over to turn around and try again, and nephew2 needed to pee. So he got out and peed. He said it's really pretty down there. (more on that later) We walked around and looked at art and tourist shops and ate lunch and took the obligatory family photo's, much to the shugrin of all the nephews.
|Dad, Big Bro, Sis, and me|
|Nephew2, 3 and 4|
|Perhaps this is him taking said photo...|
|Snoopy sleeping on his house|
After seeing the snoopy formation and all we wanted to see and not see in Sedona, we went back south and stopped at Montazuma's Well. Down a dirt road of which nephew3 was finally happy that he was forced to drive his dad's 4runner and not his little miata. We got out and started down the trail to the well. Once there, the ranger was standing in the middle of the trail telling us the park was closing at 5pm so we only had 5 minutes. We were bummed and disappointed that we were only able to look at it and not get to explore it. We now know that the Rangers at Montazuma's Well want to start drinking early, so go early.
The next day was laundry day. Oh so exciting. Big Bro also chauffeured us around to the 3 Dude's Quilting store. It really is owned and run by three old dudes who were tired of their wives hanging out in quilt shops without them.
And a few other places for essentials that we forgot like razors and body soap. Necessities when you live in a RV with three other people. The nephews went go-cart racing, while us "adults" went essential shopping. They needed some more cousin bonding (they said this, not their parents) so after dinner, they went bowling. Why is it that it's always late the last night that we start talking deep intellectual philosophy and solve all the worlds problems? It's just how we roll. We're cool like that.
The next morning we were off on the next leg of the journey. The previous always not quite long enough, but always looking forward to what is coming up next. What a conundrum to have.
So until next time where we learn a new word for restroom, floofy puppy has so many firsts, it's almost mind-boggleing, nephew2 surfs in Colorado, and sis looses the keys to the RV.
Hang on, not so fast. Nephew2 has sent me an important photo: