The Last Stretch Home

Our last night away from home was spent in Bullhead City, Arizona. The Colorado River is the natural border between Arizona and the casinos on the Nevada side. It’s hot in this part of the country. Insanely hot. As you can see, by 7 pm it’s beginning to cool down.

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A Large Array in New Mexico

Did you know that in the middle of nowhere, New Mexico there is a Very Large Array? One that you can visit – and even use. Now if you are like me, your first question is an array of what?

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San Miguel de Socorro

Hubby is great at finding side trips that he knows Kiddo and I would enjoy. On our return home, we spent one night in Socorro, New Mexico. It’s a tiny little community of less than 10,000 people in the Rio Grande Valley. Yet this tiny place is filled with interesting history.

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Roswell New Mexico

In 1865 a not so bright group of settlers from Missouri established their settlement about 15 miles southwest of what today is Roswell, New Mexico. Unfortunately, they were forced to abandon the site because it lacked water. Yeah, that’s important.

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Views out the Window

Fifteen Days on the road. This stretch will take us from San Angelo Texas to Roswell New Mexico. Texas seems a land filled with contradictions.

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San Antonio’s Market Square

A short 7-mile drive west from the Alamo is another famous San Antonio attraction. It has gone by different names over the years since its inception in 1938. Today locals and tourists alike simply call it Market Square.

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San Antonio’s Alamo

No visit to Texas can be complete without a visit to the Alamo. When I told my Dad we planned to visit the Alamo, he warned me that I might be disappointed.

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From Winnie to San Antonio

Here it is day 14 of our insane road trip. It was over 2,500 miles just to reach our destination – Tennessee. Hubby estimated that we put on another 1,000 miles or so exploring Tennessee. Wanting to avoid retracing our journey out, the return trip took us 500 miles deeper into the south.

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Skirting the Bayou while Chasing Storms

As we left New Orleans in the rearview mirror, we could not help but to remark as to what an amazing day this had been on the road.

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Louisiana’s French Quarters

Have you ever had one of those places that you hold near and dear to your heart despite the fact that you had never been there? Rome is one of those places for me – or more precise, the Vatican. As a Catholic, my reasons should be as obvious as the nose on my face.

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Gulfport, Mississippi

On the morning of the 13th day on the road, we packed up the car for what truly felt like the 100th time, and hit the road. We were on the return route home.

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Birmingham’s Botanical Gardens

A city of any significant size is able to boast about a good many things – upscale restaurants, zoos, perhaps a planetarium, art galleries, museums and a Botanical Garden.

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A Pilgrimage in Alabama

From a purely Catholic perspective, there were so many places I wanted to visit while in Alabama. Tops on my bucket list would have taken more than a day. Time we did not have.

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We are Called to be Fishers of Men

Last night Hubby and I attended a fundraiser dinner at our parish for Net Ministries. There is an awakening in the Christian Community, no doubt.

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Farewell Tennessee, Howdy Alabama

Our time in Tennessee went by too quickly. And yet it was time well spent. We got to sample a hot sweltering summer in the south – and survived. We met the most amazingly friendly people. We felt as though we were leaving home behind.

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