Detroit to Tucson
Two men and a dog drive from Southfield to Tucson.
First night. Ottawa, IL. A surprisingly charming little town, with a tapas restaurant. We, including Bruno, ate al fresco.
Then through Nebraska. Like being on an ocean liner, only instead of water everywhere there was corn.
On to Colorado, where we stayed the night in Manitou Springs at El Colorado, adobe cabins built in 1926, with more electric outlets than in modern hotels. Charming, picnic table outside our room and a great Thai restaurant next door.
Slight detour to Taos, which has become a tourist trap. But magnificent scenery along the way. Ended up in Albuquerque for the night. No impressions at all.
Drove through pouring rain to Las Cruces, then to Tucson where we stay with Larry’s uncle Bob, awaiting the delivery of our furniture.
