My husband and I went on a long (around 500 miles) road trip yesterday. We had a good time, as we always do on these long road trips.
We stopped at the Double S Steakhouse in Willcox. It’s the weekend of “Rex Allen Days”, which is the rodeo and town carnival. There were a lot of cowboys and such at the Steakhouse. The iced teas were plentiful.
As we were driving along through rural, southern New Mexico, I kept saying to Earl, “This is what my storm chasing week is like except there’s usually a storm setting we’re headed towards”. We drove from small town to small town and chatted about life like two people do when they’ve been married for 27 years.
I fall in love with him again every day.
We made our way back into Arizona with “the wall” on the horizon for much of the trip along NM Route 9. In Douglas, AZ we got very close to the border on International Street. Nothing bad happened.
We made our way home via Sierra Vista, near Fort Huachuca Army Base, stopping for pizza at a local place where everyone was friendly and apparently the owner is from Buffalo, New York.
A great day!
