Trying to catch up using a heavily burdened wifi signal. This could take a while, especially when I start trying to upload pictures from our stops in Page, and Bryce Canyon.
Friday, March 30, the trip to Calgary went well. Despite the solemn occasion, had a wonderful time with my mother and siblings, and reconnecting with my cousins. When I arrived in Denver for my connection to Calgary the departures board informed me that my connecting flight was delayed an hour. Decided to go and find the gate, and then find somewhere for a spot of lunch. When I arrived at the gate, the info board was now showing a 2-hour delay. The rep assured me the plane was in the air, so there shouldn't be any more delays. A few minutes later they announced that the gate was changed (almost to the opposite end of the terminal), so headed off to find that gate so I would know where I needed to be. Eventually found a nice place to have lunch, with a view of the mountains and the planes coming and going, and enjoyed a couple of glasses of wine (since I had a long delay). About half way through the second glass I suddenly had this vision of me trying to get off the moving pedestrian walkway (what I call a flat escalator) and ending up face down on the floor in the terminal (GRAMMA DOWN!!). But I made it safe and sound to the gate.
Just after I was seated in the restaurant, the hostess brought in another customer and was going to seat him at the table just down the window from me. I overhead him say he needed an outlet to plug in his laptop. The outlet was on a big post situated beside my table, so I offered to change tables so the cord wouldn't be in anyone's way. Well, the hostess, the server and the customer all looked at me like they couldn't understand what I had just said. I said again I didn't mind moving, and it seemed to sink in and they got all gaga about what a nice thing to do. I still had the same view, and I didn't need the plug, so no big deal. The fellow never did plug in (he was in a bit of a flap after missing a flight), but he did acknowledge it again as he was packing up to leave, and felt a bit sheepish about not having taken advantage of the outlet.
Sunday, April 1, arrived back in Mesa about 4:30pm to temperatures in the low 30's. I had just come from temperatures below, or barely above, freezing (if you didn't factor in the wind chill). Needless to say, I was a bit overdressed and the first order of business once back at the RV was to remove some of the unnecessary clothing and free my feet from closed shoes. A party had gathered a bit earlier at Dale & Sharon's for a lovely ham dinner, and they kept some aside for Robin and I. More good times with good friends. Robin had accomplished quite a bit, getting things packed and stored for the trip home.
When it got dark, Robin went scorpion hunting with his black light.
Just after I was seated in the restaurant, the hostess brought in another customer and was going to seat him at the table just down the window from me. I overhead him say he needed an outlet to plug in his laptop. The outlet was on a big post situated beside my table, so I offered to change tables so the cord wouldn't be in anyone's way. Well, the hostess, the server and the customer all looked at me like they couldn't understand what I had just said. I said again I didn't mind moving, and it seemed to sink in and they got all gaga about what a nice thing to do. I still had the same view, and I didn't need the plug, so no big deal. The fellow never did plug in (he was in a bit of a flap after missing a flight), but he did acknowledge it again as he was packing up to leave, and felt a bit sheepish about not having taken advantage of the outlet.
Sunday, April 1, arrived back in Mesa about 4:30pm to temperatures in the low 30's. I had just come from temperatures below, or barely above, freezing (if you didn't factor in the wind chill). Needless to say, I was a bit overdressed and the first order of business once back at the RV was to remove some of the unnecessary clothing and free my feet from closed shoes. A party had gathered a bit earlier at Dale & Sharon's for a lovely ham dinner, and they kept some aside for Robin and I. More good times with good friends. Robin had accomplished quite a bit, getting things packed and stored for the trip home.
When it got dark, Robin went scorpion hunting with his black light.
Monday we finished up the packing and storing for travel. Ken & Faye came by to join us for one final happy hour at the patio with Mike & Lynn and Jim & Colleen. We decided to stay at the patio for dinner and then Lynn and I headed to the dance floor for one final night of line dancing. The rest of them eventually headed over to our site to visit and wait for Lynn and I to finish up. Beautiful evening and more laughs and camaraderie.
Tuesday, April 3rd we pulled up stakes and, after some tearful goodbyes, were on our way out of the park by 9am. We stopped to gas up the RV and hook up the car, and we were on our way, headed north up Highways 70 and 89 to Page, AZ. I didn't sleep well last night, and eventually nodded off somewhere after Flagstaff, apparently sleeping my way through some incredible scenery. Awoke in time to see a bit. We have been this way before (4 years ago) but you don't always remember everything you see. I think Zion Canyon sticks so much in our minds from that time that it overshadows whatever else we may have seen along the way.
We are at a lovely campground, Wahweap, in Glen Canyon National Recreation Area, and the border between Utah and Arizona is just across the road that runs beside the park, probably about 500' from where we are camped. Tomorrow holds out promises of some incredible scenery as we take in Antelope Canyon, both via a driving and walking tour, and a boat tour. No doubt I will have lots of pictures to share.
Until next time, dear readers.
Tuesday, April 3rd we pulled up stakes and, after some tearful goodbyes, were on our way out of the park by 9am. We stopped to gas up the RV and hook up the car, and we were on our way, headed north up Highways 70 and 89 to Page, AZ. I didn't sleep well last night, and eventually nodded off somewhere after Flagstaff, apparently sleeping my way through some incredible scenery. Awoke in time to see a bit. We have been this way before (4 years ago) but you don't always remember everything you see. I think Zion Canyon sticks so much in our minds from that time that it overshadows whatever else we may have seen along the way.
We are at a lovely campground, Wahweap, in Glen Canyon National Recreation Area, and the border between Utah and Arizona is just across the road that runs beside the park, probably about 500' from where we are camped. Tomorrow holds out promises of some incredible scenery as we take in Antelope Canyon, both via a driving and walking tour, and a boat tour. No doubt I will have lots of pictures to share.
Until next time, dear readers.