Arizona 2014: Its All Relative

When flying between Provo and Mesa there is a very good chance you will end up sitting next to a crying baby, an old country farmer or a flirting college student. I got all three as I sat out the hour delay in the very full Allegiant Air waiting room. I do love the view of the Wasatch Front when flying out of Provo. I forget just how massive the mountains are!

View of the southern tip of Utah County

It was only 85 degrees when I arrived in Mesa. Just yesterday I was just thinking 80 degrees was rather hot. But today in Arizona, it is actually quite nice. At least it is not 100+ as it very well could be this time of year. Its all relative, I guess...especially when traveling with Jan and Steve :)

Picacho Peak

Once firmly back on Arizona soil, my parents and I headed straight down to the old mining town of Bisbee, only 8 miles north of the Mexico border. We drove past pecan orchards, Picacho Peak and the emu/ostrich farm. Dad was driving, so driver picked the songs. We started off with the 60's sounds of Simon and Garfunkel which were later taken over by Elvis's 70's hits. Dad sang along at the top of his lungs, just like I always remember him doing on road trips. Mom had packed up a cooler of sandwich fixings and leftovers and odd packets of ketchup and salsa. Old habits die hard. 

It took us just under 4 hours from Mesa to wind our way to the Copper Queen Hotel. Completed in 1902, this hotel has a lot of character. It comes complete with creaky floors (this hotel has several rooms that are rumored to be haunted), Victorian style wallpaper EVERYWHERE and a claw foot tub! It is 9:30pm and my parents have settled in for the night. With the time change, I will be up with the dawn. I hope to explore the town before the rest of the tourists ascend upon it!