Today was rest day. As pointed out by our youngest cowpoke, it would be really sad to spend this much time in sunshine and go home without a tan. So a day poolside it was.
Patti and Bud went out to explore the "range" or University as it is known by some of the city slickers. The number 9 engine pulled out of Sheraton Station at noon. Apparently the University of Arizona (or University of Phoenix as Patti keeps calling it) houses a gifted and eclectic group of students.
Larry, Bailey and I opted for an afternoon at the Oasis. Sunshine and swimming made for a great day of relaxation.
This evening we are enjoying some munchies and margaritas...except for the cowpoke....she's on the prickly pear juice! As we sit around the campfire we are trying to decide on a fitting title for the blog.
One of the biggest things that has stood out for us during our time in southern Arizona is the presence of Border Patrol, whether it is stops on just about every road we passed or their horse trailers or ATVs parked on the side of the road, they are ever present. While the city of Tucson was not one of our favorite stops, the Sheraton has made the stop an enjoyable one. Love those Scarlett margaritas.
Tomorrow we are heading out to the mountains on our way back to Scottsdale. If we get the time it could mean another side trip to Tortilla Flats.
Until then....goodnight from the Beemer Gang!
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