Warning: the Yuma Experience will probably need multiple blog posts as the events you are about to read deserve special attention to detail.
As many of you know, Bellingham during the fall/winter/spring is quite soggy and dreary. We needed a little Vitamin D in our lives and missed Adam's parents, so we decided to take a few days and travel to the unofficial Saguaro cactus capital of the US (probably).
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| Real life Saguaro cactus in action down in Yuma. |
Our journey began early Saturday morning. We packed up the car full of dogs, bags, and a baby, and traveled to the house of a friend from work who unknowingly agreed to watch the craziest puggle ever (unless we ever ask any of my readers to watch her, then she's an angel!!). We stayed a few minutes for Gracie to acclimate to the new environment and new playmate (a 3 year old brown lab) and I knew Stef would have her hands full.
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| "What?? You're leaving me??" |
Next, we made our way to Adam's sister, Tiffany's house, in Monroe, who surprisingly
knowingly agreed to watch the oldest and most senile beagle known to man. (Thanks Tif for lifting the ban on Dudley-sitting, although I wouldn't blame you for reinstating said ban...) After dropping off both dogs and breathing a sigh of relief that neither dog-sitter regained their sanity and said, "Actually....you know, guys...we can't really watch your puggle/beagle/ball of energy/urine machine for you," we made our way to the Northgate area where our airport shuttle driver, Kellen, would drive us to SeaTac. (Seriously...thank you to everyone for their generosity in allowing us to vacation to Yuma, we owe you all BIG TIME!!)
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| Resting up in the car for the long travels ahead... |
We made it to SeaTac just in time and made it to our seats on the airplane without incident. By the way, being able to board the plane with the first class passengers because of Harrison was GREAT! Adam had reserved an isle and window seat in our row and we anxiously awaited the boarding of the rest of the plane, praying someone didn't have the unfortunate luck of reserving the middle seat between us...as the plane continued to fill with the seasoned passengers/snow birds headed to Arizona, we rejoiced when they finally closed the door and we had an empty seat between us! woo-hoo!!!
Harrison did great on the flight, aside from a diaper blow out. I know space is limited on those planes, but I felt a bit like a contortionist trying to change a poopy diaper in the airplane bathroom during turbulence. Harrison was not impressed either. To make matters worse, the drink cart blocked my return to my seat for about 15 minutes (which could be a blessing in disguise as I could calm Harrison in the back of the plane without making too many enemies.)
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| Before take off...something tells me Harrison isn't so sure about this... |
We landed in Phoenix around 7:30 pm and tried to make our way to the rental car desk...which turned out to be a shuttle ride away! So after basically 10 hours of traveling, we were so not looking forward to another cramped vehicle. We also found out on our way that instead of the 1 hour drive from Phoenix to Yuma that Adam somehow thought we would be traveling...it actually takes close to THREE hours. So needless to say, an additional shuttle ride was not something we looked forward to.
Now, I'm all for saving money while traveling, but there is definitely something to be said about paying money for good customer service with a reputable car rental company. And after the customer in front of us received a FULL REFUND because of the service she received, that should have been our indicator to switch companies....
After clarifying that we actually did need a car size bigger than a smart car (could you imagine the leg cramps with that size??) and that there better be a car seat in our vehicle, we made our way to the car garage...only to find NO CAR SEAT! And when the car seat finally arrived, it was the wrong size...meanwhile, Adam made friends with Jackie, the irate customer service representative apparently not afraid of shouting choice words extremely loudly in the garage about a former customer... Whew, it was a circus in there...
Finally settled in our Dodge Charger, we hit the road to Yuma....
Now, I'm sure the Arizona desert is beautiful it's own way, however, driving on a deserted at 10 pm is not beautiful...in fact, it's a little scary.
First of all, we noticed an interesting warning sign on the side of the road...
Now, my first thought was, "Holy crap! There are horned horses on this road?!" Turns out, after discussion with Yuma residents, this is a burro (or donkey) crossing sign, apparently they are wild in the Arizona desert. Regardless...after getting a little laugh about the strange wild life in Arizona, we moved on to more pressing topics, such as how we were going to maximize our tanning exposure on vacation and "Are we almost there yet?!"
All of a sudden, Adam freaks out! Apparently there was a burro on the side of the road, basically standing on the white line! I missed it, but was freaked out, regardless...wild horned horses on the side of the road in the middle of the night with no one to save us if it went all bucking bronco on us?? SCARY!!!
Luckily, we made it to Yuma at about 11:30 without another burro sighting, ready to hit the hay and take on the next day of Yuma adventure!
Stay tuned for posts of our stay in Yuma and Harrison's 3 month pictures, Yuma style!! :)