Only six weeks later, we’re on the road again to Yuma

If it seems like Kathryn and I were in Yuma just six weeks ago, it’s because Kathryn and I were in Yuma just six weeks ago. Now we’re on our way back, not just as a stop this time, but as a destination. Our good friend Dan is in town for a few days on … Continue reading Only six weeks later, we’re on the road again to Yuma

Making a run for it, back in the United States

Kathryn and I just finished a late lunch on the northern side of the border, in Yuma. I looked at the CBP website around 10 am to get an idea of border crossing times, and I was a little shocked to see two-hour wait times so early in the day. Thinking it would only get … Continue reading Making a run for it, back in the United States

Earthquake instructions and baseball in Mexicali

The only apprehension I’d had about seeing a baseball game in Mexicali was not knowing what to do in the event of an earthquake. We just sat through the earthquake instructions at Estadio B-Air. Stay calm and stay in your seat until the trembling stops, then follow directions from staff. I think I can handle … Continue reading Earthquake instructions and baseball in Mexicali

A cortado almost makes it worth the trouble

A cortado from a Cuban café almost made it worth the trouble of flying through Miami International Airport. Kathryn got a cappuccino from the same place. Her larger cup had a description of the café on the back. Honestly, I’d never heard of this place, but I remembered enjoying a Cuban coffee in the airport … Continue reading A cortado almost makes it worth the trouble

Patiently mingling with the unwashed masses in Miami

We’re at Miami International Airport, waiting for our flight back to Phoenix. What a shithole. For once, TSA wasn’t the problem at the security checkpoint; it was totally clueless passengers. I mean, signs were posted in nine languages, and it seems like half of traveling public here can’t read any of them. Ugh. On the … Continue reading Patiently mingling with the unwashed masses in Miami

Reaching Key West through the aftermath of a hurricane

We’ve reached Key West. I wasn’t sure what to expect about the drive through the Keys so soon after the hurricane. Some of what we saw literally made me gasp. Route 1 had mountains of debris on both sides, some so high the backhoes had to drive up them to remove them. And people were … Continue reading Reaching Key West through the aftermath of a hurricane

Somewhere in southern Florida, grabbing a bite

We’re somewhere in southern Florida — Florida City, I think — having a coffee and some fast food on our way to Key West. I was able to get some sleep on the flight, so I’m not a total wreck behind the wheel. Getting a rental car in Miami took some patience. There’s such a … Continue reading Somewhere in southern Florida, grabbing a bite

Waiting in Montevideo for a flight to Miami

We’re in the departure area of the airport in Montevideo, Uruguay, waiting for our flight to Miami, which should board within the hour. The security checkpoint seems to have been handled by the Air Force. It was mostly young men who appeared to have a sense of humor. The woman at the immigration desk gave … Continue reading Waiting in Montevideo for a flight to Miami

Waiting for a bus, onward to Punta del Este

Our short stay in Colonia del Sacramento is coming to an end. We’ve checked out of the hotel here and are waiting at the bs terminal for a ride to Montevideo. We won’t be there long; we have onward tickets to Punta del Este and a small apartment reserved there for the next several nights. … Continue reading Waiting for a bus, onward to Punta del Este

Last meal in Argentina

After the all-afternoon struggle to buy ferry tickets in Uruguay a few days ago, we decided to show up at the terminal in Buenos Aires two hours before the 12:30 pm sailing, without a reservation, and hope for the best. Good call on our part. Fifteen minutes later we had our boarding passes and had … Continue reading Last meal in Argentina

Arrived in the Ciudad Vieja of Montevideo

We’ve arrived at our guest house in the Ciudad Vieja area of Montevideo, after passing through the ultramodern and quite efficient international airport here. The host has given us the lay of the land, and we’re probably going to rest a bit before exploring. We’re impressed with what we’ve already seen.

Another upgrade story

Kathryn has been wearing me down for the past week, trying to get me to upgrade to business class on the leg to Montevideo. After witnessing considerable stompy-footing at the airport, I caved. The good news is, with an international business-class boarding pass, we can use the first-class lounge. Just think, if I order only … Continue reading Another upgrade story

TSA: one’s dignity is a small price to pay for fascism

Our trip to Uruguay is officially underway. We’ve passed the TSA checkpoint, which for me is the most stressful part of air travel. Like a woman who stands by an abusive boyfriend, I’ve learned that if I’m submissive enough, the high school dropout working the body scanner will let me go without molesting my genitals. … Continue reading TSA: one’s dignity is a small price to pay for fascism

Update on where we’re not

Our friends know we like to visit Las Vegas several times a year, often on short notice. I’ve already gotten check-in messages this morning from concerned friends wanting confirmation we weren’t in Las Vegas last night. For the record, it’s just a typical workday in Phoenix today for Kathryn and me. However, we are gearing … Continue reading Update on where we’re not