Dave and Bev treated Phil and I to a night away, our first in nine years...and they kept Addy that time, too. We might need to get out more. We rode to Tucson in style. Riding in a convertible was a first for me. I have yet to make driving a convertible a first. Phil hogged the controls.
I decided I look pretty good in a convertible. Although, my hair was sticking to my lips quite a bit. Hairy lips don't look good on me.
Our first stop was an old mission. It wasn't amazing, but provided some good photo ops.
Possibly a bit random, but I was interested in all the bilingual signs.
Something that was supposed to be a speciality in the area. It tasted remarkably similar to an elephant ear.
The hotel was really cool; very different from anywhere else I've stayed. I loved the little oasis of flowers in the middle, surrounded by cacti.