CTA cruise

When Mark and I were still working at Wagon Trail Campground, our boss sent the whole staff to get training to be a Certified Tourism Ambassador (CTA).  One of the perks of being a CTA is that once a year, there is a free special event that we are invited to so that we can tell visitors about it and maybe peak their interest in doing it.  This year it was a cruise to Plum Island. Continue reading

HOME, SWEET HOME!

Mark and I could feel our excitement rising throughout the day today as we got closer and closer to home.  Even when I had a migraine, I was glad to be back in familiar territory, and Mark was positively giddy!  Tucson was every bit as happy as we’d been hoping all along she’d be.  I guess the cats were happy too, but they were too suave to show it. Continue reading

From Lincoln, NE

Weather reports lie!  The reason Mark and I drove to Denver last night was because the weather forecast said temperatures would remain above freezing, but when we got up this morning, it was snowing.  It wasn’t sticking to the ground, but it was piling up on cars and such.  Mark said it had been snowing each of the two times he got up with Tucson during the night.  When we left Denver at 10:15 this morning, it was 35° out.   Continue reading

From Denver, CO

The weather was the big news today.  We left Albuquerque at 10:15 this morning and the temperature was 56°.  We had planned to head for Falcon, Colorado today and skirt around Denver, but when we checked the forecast for both locations, Denver was at least going to be above freezing tonight.  At one point today, we almost despaired of getting here. Continue reading

…Get set…Go!

Mark’s last day at work was last Saturday and mine was today.  Mark has been doing things to the RV to prepare for our trip to the frozen north.  He resealed the roof, patched leaks, caulked, put our new (to us) topper over the bedroom slide out, and began packing things back into the basement of the RV. Continue reading

Arizona Sonora Desert Museum

The one thing my father has most wanted Mark and I to see before we leave Tucson (the town, not the dog) is the Arizona Sonora Desert Museum.  You may recall we set out to go once before and we got side-tracked by Old Tucson.  We realized that it was now or never, so we went this afternoon in honor of Dad. Continue reading