This past weekend I had the opportunity to go visit one of my friends who lives in Tucson, Arizona and is attending the University of Arizona. I knew it would be a quick, busy trip, but that it would also be a fun time with a lot of memories made. So despite the urge to sleep in, I woke up at 5am on Saturday morning (and so did my wife who had been recruited to take me to the airport) and made my way to LAX. After a 1 hour direct flight I landed in Tucson.
One of the things I absolutely love about Arizona are all the types of cactus, but my favorite is the magnificent Saguaro. As soon as I walked out of the airport I was greated by these monoliths of the desert and the thought crossed my mind, “I think I could live here….” The hotel’s shuttle was out of commission so they had me take a taxi and they covered the bill, nice!
I finally met up with my friend, Travis, and his family and we hit up the U of A campus. It is an amazing place. I was so jealous of the college lifestyle (mine was quite a few years ago now!), attend a few classes here and there, but most of your time is spent hanging out with friends, eating at amazing restaurants, or shooting the breeze. Ah, to be young again.
That afternoon Arizona was playing Oregon State in a much-hyped football game so we made our way to the stadium and found our seats in the endzone section where we got to stand right next to the field for the entire game. It was hopping in that stadium, everyone was wearing red, the band was playing, but unfortunately Oregon State came out on top and won the game 29-27, but it was a thriller and kept up the excitement until the last whistle.
After the game, the campus was one giant hangout spot but we hit up a local restaurant for some food before calling it a night.
The next morning we hit the road early and cruised up to Phoenix and made our way to the University of Phoenix Stadium, home of the Arizona Cardinals. We were going to watch them play the defending Super Bowl champions, the New Orleans Saints. The stadium was absolutely amazing. Travis and his dad had seats down near the field, while my seat was a bit closer to the roof. It didn’t matter though because you could see everything happening on the field and the fans were crazy everywhere! The Saints definitely came in the favorite, but we all cheered and yelled and somehow they pulled out an inprobable 30-20 win in another great football game.
After the game, instead of us driving back to Tucson, Travis caught a shuttle so his dad and I could get on our way back to California. The sun set over a beautiful desert scene and as we drove through the blackness millions of stars shone down on us. A few times I saw what I thought were UFO’s, who know’s what’s out there? Around 10 we finally made it to Palm Desert, California where we spent the night before the last leg of our journey.
Monday morning dawned bright and beautiful and we hit the road early and before I knew it we were back in the urban expanse of Los Angeles, with that beautiful brown smog enveloping us. Home.
It was a busy weekend, but it was a fun weekend. A lot of food, friends, and football. But I was happy to get back to my wife and my dogs and a little bit of relaxation.