We are settled in great comfort at Steve's parents place in Scottsdale. Two rest days!,
The days only events involved tires. Steve picked up a drywall screw in a tire and flatted out. At lunch (Roliberto's in Phoenix), I heard a blast outside. One of my tires (my expensive tires!) had blownout. There was a gash in the sidewall. I guess I hit some metal.
I'm going to let Steve's father barbeque me some meat.
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I've been reading of your progress every few days but this is the first time at my own computer where I could leave a comment. Thanks so much for making the effort to write daily. I love the long-shadow picture; the 90 mi day sounds impossible (but better than work!); Happy Birthday Michele!
NY with Megan was wonderful and now we are in Miami with Jason's mom, following your adventures eagerly. -Pepi
mmmm - can I be invited to dinner? those were magic words - BBQ, someone else cooking ... you would be proud, Andrew and I cooked dinner AND - get this, it doesn't happen often - cleaned up all before bed at a reasonable time. Well, that last one is a bit iffy - but I did only get home an hour ago. Love you! post pics of the magical view!
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