Third Time’s the Charm . . .
After a frosty night that went down to 35 degrees here in the Verde Valley, it was nice to get up to hot coffee and warm blueberry muffins. And it was really nice to be able to just lounge around the coach with nothing really pressing on the agenda.
About 12:30 Nick came by to see if we needed anything since he was heading into town to run some errands. Told him we were heading out soon ourselves.
About 1 pm Jan and I headed into Cottonwood to pick up some groceries, and for Jan to get a pedicure, both at Wal-Mart. She signed in at the nail place, said she be back in about 30 minutes, and we went off to do our shopping.
Then, while I was checking out and heading to the truck with our stuff, Jan went in to get her toesies done. And while she was doing that, I headed to the Post Office to drop off some mail, and run some other errands. Getting back to Wal-Mart about 30 minutes later, I parked and waited for Jan to come out…and she did about 5 minutes later, which was way too early. Getting a pedicure normally takes about an hour.
It turns out that she hadn’t got her toes done at all. They had sat her down to soak her feet, and then apparently all the girls went to lunch, leaving Jan not only soaking her feet, but steaming mad. So she walked out.
It was now about 3 o’clock, so I dropped Jan off at another nail place down the street, and headed back to the park to drop off the groceries and get our frozen stuff in the freezer.
Heading back to get Jan about 30 minutes later, I had Nick and Terry with me, since it was getting close to dinner time. So picking up Jan, we drove over to Hog Wild BBQ for our 3rd try at eating there.
On our first try, this past Saturday, there was a shooting on the same block and the police weren’t letting anyone near. Yesterday was the 2nd attempt and it turns out Hog Wild is closed on Sundays. So today we tried again.
And it was well worth the wait. Besides BBQ, they also carry Chicago-style hot dogs and sandwiches, but we all had the BBQ. And it was really good, with a great sauce and good sides. The baked beans were especially good. A great place and we’ll go back.
After dinner we drove up into the hills above Cottonwood just to do some sightseeing. We passed thru Clarkdale and then headed what seemed to be almost straight up, gaining over 2000 ft. in altitude in just a few miles. We ended up in Jerome, a 1870’s mining town reincarnated as one of those artsy tourist towns. But the views of the surrounding valley were spectacular and the way some of the homes, old and new, are stuck to the side of the mountains are just amazing.
Getting back to the rig about 6:30, we found some new Landon pics waiting in our email. This was his first trip to the park, but he doesn’t seem too impressed with it so far. But he is a cutie.
Tomorrow we’re going to take a drive over to the Sedona area to see the sites.
More tomorrow.
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Thought for the Day:
How do you know that the light at the end of the tunnel isn’t a muzzle flash ?
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