Road-tripping Further Into The Americas

Saturday March 3rd –


We woke up, packed up and said our adieusย around 8:30, beginning the 7 ish hour drive to AZ.

We stopped in Las Vegas to try out a Greek restaurant the sister had recommend but before we could get to it to eat, we had an appetizer of free, sugar cinnamon pretzels because a pretzel place was celebrating its anniversary ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅจ


The Trump Tower was spotted and in no regards to the man or what he stands for and putting all and any political/lifestyle opinions aside… he knows how to make a tower ๐Ÿ˜Ž

The Greek food was good, the fries, tzatziki sauce and salad on point and the meat good but still more like kebab meat, in Mikes opinion.
Heโ€™s been missing Greek food lately ๐Ÿ˜œ


It filled us sufficiently and tastily until we finally made it to AZ and met up with a friend for dinner at a Abuelo’s, a Mexican restaurant the sister had also recommended ๐Ÿ˜

Coming from Sask. and Holland, there arenโ€™t a lot of Mexican food options, so to try it, we wanted to go somewhere where we knew what to order via someone elseโ€™s experience ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป
The chicken medallion meal was split by Mike and I and it was very good!


It was crunchily coated chicken accompanied by a slightly spicy cheese sauce, two different filled enchiladas, rice and seasonal veggies.
All the variety on one plate was nice to have and now I can say that I think I like Mexican food.
Or at least that one dish ๐Ÿ˜œ

We left the restaurant and headed to a park where the boys were playing soccer.
Meaning I got to sit/sleep in the truck for two hours while they did that ๐Ÿ˜
Oh well, โ€˜โ€˜twas part of the reason for coming to Az I suppose, so that Mike could mingle, socialize and play ball ๐Ÿ˜œ

We were warmly welcomed by Mikes brother and our sister-in-law, as they moved over to their parents and gave up their apartment to us during our stay๐Ÿ˜ฌ
Which was very appreciated ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ’•

We were tired from the day of travel so bed was quickly retired to ๐Ÿ˜ด

Sunday March 5th –

We went to church and enjoyed a sermon learning about the times we are obviously aware of the blessings of God and than about the times we donโ€™t necessarily feel Him near but eventually we can realize that was when He is working on us.
A reminder that we all need while wandering through this life and itโ€™s hardships and good times.

He is always there.
We just have to go to Him.

After church we stepped out into, wonderful sunshine โ˜€
The evening before as weโ€™d excited the restaurant, I’d braced myself for a cold blast which never came, so I was pleasantly prepared for the warmth of +20 this time ๐Ÿ˜œ

We went to lunch, again for Greek (hopefully Mikes search is ending) with Michielโ€™s brother and friend.
I enjoyed a chicken lemon soup and a dish ofย pasta with ricotta and another type of cheese, covered with a tomato sauce ๐Ÿดโ˜บ

Mike then dropped me at the apartment so I could nap, while he and his friend went out shopping ๐Ÿ˜œ

He returned with a gift for me, an adorable, glass pitcher in a light blue ish color.
Itโ€™s base having some ornate designs and then… bunnies.
It was an easter pitcher and he hadnโ€™t noticed the dumb creatures semi hidden in the otherwise perfect pitchers design, so it was a good try… but itโ€™s return was inevitable ๐Ÿ˜‚

We then went over to hang out with the family and friends and celebrate the sister in laws birthday.
Some delicious thin crust pizzas and spicy wings filled us and then coffee and desserts of course followed ๐Ÿ˜

It was an entertaining evening, some personality quizzes and weight lifting got involved and it turns out I am 99% introverted and Mike canโ€™t bench press ๐Ÿ˜‚
No offence to him as they werenโ€™t attempting light weights, nor has he done any bench pressing before๐Ÿ˜˜

We departed and Mike set his alarm for his day ahead of experiencing the work his brother does, landscaping…in Az heat after leaving -30 ish๐Ÿ˜œ

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