So this blog ended not with a bang but more of a whimper. Which, as anyone who rides on two wheels can assure you, is a bit of a relief. I stopped updating this when I started spending all my time in Phoenix looking for a new house. It’s now months later, and time to close up shop.
Greetings from Jingdezhen, China! I’m hanging out while my fabulous artist of a wife is making molds, sculptures, and other crazy things. I’m (slowly) getting photos uploaded and sorted so I am going to try to get caught up on some posts in between exploring things here. Now back to your regularly (un)scheduled blog…
I returned for a second week in Tucson. This time I stayed closer to downtown in an Airbnb decorated from the leftovers of a chameleon themed art museum which the host had previously run (of course that’s why I chose it!). At least one NSFW photo of a chameleon ahead. I live a strange life.
On Saturday I decided to go hiking. And see Mystery Castle. And maybe check out the Heard Museum showcasing Native American culture and art. And accidentally see the World Championship Hoop Dance Contest.
Saturday morning found me driving east. Which, at after three months of heading west, felt pretty weird.
The Sonora desert opened itself around me and I sped through Tuscan (I’ll be back!) and towards New Mexico. This speed of travel is boring and doesn’t involve stopping for my photos, so I’ll combine a couple of days in this post.
I originally had booked the room through Saturday morning, but since deciding that I was going to scooter home instead of sensibly spend a week in San Diego and fly back like a smart human, I had a lot of miles to cover. As I left Yucca Valley Friday after work I hoped to make it to Phoenix and then spend two days driving and see how far I got by Sunday night. It’s over 2,000 miles from Southern California to Ohio, so I wasn’t going to make it back this weekend, but I was hoping to get a big chunk of that done. I also knew I was going to take interstate 10 across since the more direct 40 went through places like Flagstaff and Amarillo which were showing snow and ice. My normal “avoid highways” plan wasn’t going to cut it; I was hoping to do this in two weekends with maybe taking one day between them.
A solid evening of driving would give me a good head start, so I packed up and headed out into the desert.