Getting Out

While there is still a lot to be done around the house before we're fully settled, Ben and I decided we needed to get out a bit during this three-day weekend; to get away from it all and just decompress.

Saturday we spent a rather blustery afternoon [sitting outside] at Starbucks. Our Starbucks afternoons were a staple prior to COVID, and something we've sorely missed.

Yesterday, despite the fact that our main reason for going was unavailable because the store was closed, we hopped in Rabbit and headed south to Tucson. If nothing else, it was a chance to get out and clear our heads a bit more, and partake of some Lucky Wishbone once we got there. (I know it's silly to drive to another city just to get food, but we once drove from Denver to Santa Fe just to have Whataburger, so there's that…)

Visiting Tucson is always an odd experience for me. I have so many memories wrapped up in the place, and seeing how it's changed—even since that last time I was regularly running to and from in the mid aughts—is still unnerving…especially around the university. At the same time however, Tucson in many ways remains the land that time forgot and I'm surprised how easily I can still find my way around the city. And to be honest, Tucson just feels good. It feels like home, even though I haven't lived there since the mid 90s.

As planned, we enjoyed some chicken from Lucky Wishbone. We stopped at Bookman's for a bit and then headed home. Despite not really doing anything, it was a fun and much needed respite from the last couple months.

We'll be heading back in a few weeks in my mask quest…