On The Road Again...L.A. to Phoenix

Leaving Los Angeles - Morning Rush Hour

Note: These are the cars coming AT us...

A Wind Farm - Palm Springs

The Olive Tree with actual olives!!

Breakfast!!!!

It's about a six hour drive from Los Angeles to Phoenix which, in the scheme of things, is a very short drive! It's an interesting drive, too.

Although leaving Los Angeles during morning rush hour doesn't really qualify as an interesting experience. It's more of a bumper-to-bumper, hair-pulling, drumming-your-fingers-on-the-dashboard, trying-to-be-patient, experience. You just think, "This, too, shall end." And it does.

Once you are out on the open road you forget all about the struggle it was getting through the city. I like road trips. I know, I know...

One part of the trip that I really enjoy is going through the mountains near Palm Springs. There are thousands of windmills and I, for some unknown reason, find them fascinating. This "wind farm" is in the San Gorgonio Mountain Pass in the San Bernadino Mountains and it has more than 4000 windmills. Wow! Did you know that one blade is the length of about half a football field? That's huge.

Okay, so now we're in Phoenix...Mesa, actually. Kinda like coming home we've been here so often. I'm not sure what we'll do while we're here...if Jack can drag me from the computer (I've been in withdrawal) I imagine we'll do a lot.

One thing I know I'll be doing is eating a luscious, huge, juicy, fresh-from-the-tree-in-the-backyard grapefruit. Every single morning. Probably as I'm sitting on the patio under the olive tree with the sun peeking through the branches. Mmmmmm.