There’s one word to sum up today: Cacti. I just wish I had Ariane here with me with her photographic skills! It has been my mission on this trip to see the mighty canyons, to understand the Native American culture a little better and to see the deserts and the cacti. So tick, tick, tick. In this way it has been incredibly satisfying and utterly spectacular in every way. Touch wood as we have 3 days to go but the vision seems to have worked a treat.
The other word for this part of the world is Margaritas. I’ve got a taste for them and they may even take over from Espresso Martinis (Will????).Today we set of for the Saguaro NP (East). We got our fill of these majestic cacti that look so spectacular in the backdrop of mountains and deep blue skies. The only ‘incident’ on the drive through the national park was that I got totally and fullsomely abused by a mad cyclist who thought I was obstructing her. Who in their right mind would be cycling through a cactus forest in 40++C. It was the last thing I expected and I was practically stationary (which may have been her beef). We could still hear her yelling as she disappeared down a massive hill. Bloody cyclists, thinking they own the road!!
After we’d had our fill of cacti we decided we hadn’t seen anything of Tucson…and we were hungry. So off we went to see the Old Town, which in this case was quite an elusive entity. We found a restaurant in the ‘Historic Quarter’ which was delicious. A light lunch, and oh, I nearly forgot, a Margarita of course!!
After lunch we kept pursuing the older area and finally found the Barrio Viejo. It was really divine. The beautiful, simple adobe dwellings but this time adorned with…you guessed it…cacti. They just looked so lovely.
We came back home fairly early because we both have to put our minds to fitting everything into our cases, it’s that time already. Tomorrow we head to Flagstaff via Sedona which is known for it’s red rock. More red rocks to end our stay, fitting!