taking on tucson

This weekend, Wes and I finally ventured out of our little city of Yuma to take on Tucson. The purpose of our trip was to watch our Duckies demolish the Arizona Wildcats, but just like any other Los Bryants road trip, there were plenty of other exciting events along the way. Here's our weekend told through photos.

Saturday, 6 am

Leaving Yuma at sunrise. 

(Side note: I hate to brag but this is actually what I get to see every morning when I drive to work, as I drive this street everyday at 6:30 am....yes, I know, I go to work way to early. Welcome to the life of a first year teacher)

Saturday, 8 am

We stop at a very eclectic Shell gas station for Wes to take a pee stop (wait....did we have to pull over for Wes' bladder!?!?!? Finally, I'm not the one causing all the pit stops!!!!! We look around at all the unique desert yard art and bought some Mike & Ikes (at 8 am! nothing like breaking rules on a road trip!)

Saturday 10 am

We arrive in Tucson, stop at a Starbucks, check craigslist, and within 20 minutes have a pair of tickets to the game in our hands. Oh the joys of technology. Section 109 has no idea what is coming their way at 7:15 pm. (Apologies, I forgot to document this crucial event of the trip in photo form).

Saturday, 11 am

With time to kill before kickoff, we drive 14 miles outside of Tucson and explored this awesome cave.  The pictures inside the cave didn't turn out great, but here's a few extra shots of the park....

Saturday 6:00 pm

Arrive at Arizona Stadium to loudly cheer on our Ducks to victory.

We were the only Duck fans in section 109 and Wes did a great job of driving every one insane. He quickly began receiving death glares from everyone, including his wife. One sore loser meanly asked him to stopped making that stupid "O" during every kickoff and important play. Haha. Awesome. 

By the 4th quarter, either the score or our cheering had managed to practically clear out the entire section. Ahhhhh, foot room (not like I actually need it).

Sunday, 9 am
I slept in until 9 am. This is a miracle, considering I wake up around 5 or 6 every stinking day because of my annoying internal alarm clock. Thank you Duck game.






Sunday, 11 am

We had what we called "brunchwery" (brunch at a brewery). Yep, that's allowed on a vacation, right? We sat right behind where Wes is standing, and enjoyed a beer, a view of the mountains, and a train passing by carrying lumber from Roseburg (Go Oregon!).






Sunday, 3 pm

We drove 18 miles off of the Interstate to check out these Native American ruins dating back to the 1300s. A five year old decided to be our cute little tour guide, as he informed us of things such as, "and this is where the Indians put their couch." 






Sunday, 6:30
We finally make it back to Yuma, in time for me to buy finger paint for a math activity in the morning.


And sure enough, as always, Monday came way too soon!