Since we didn’t make it to Quartzite for the week, we went to Yuma to visit our friend Chuck. He has been busy this winter remodeling his mobile home there.
It’s surprising how good you can make a 30 year old (or more) 14’ wide mobile home. He installed some laminate wood flooring in the living spaces and new cabinets and appliances in the kitchen. Really gave it a great update, with new leather recliners and a futon in neutral colors. Made the paneling there look good and gave it a cabin-y appearance.
|a happy shopper at the swap meet, no one I know|
While we were there we went to the swap meet where you can get just about anything you want, or think you want. How’s that saying go, looking for stuff you didn’t know you wanted until you walk away with it.
|kitchy lights for your patio|
|a t-shirt that tells it like it is...|
|or how about some kitchy metal work for the garden.....|
On Saturday we went to old Yuma to check things out there. Not too much happening on the renovated downtown, a few antique stores, a couple of restaurants, taverns, a movie theatre and too many empty store fronts. Just like so many towns, the sprawl took over and the downtowns with street parking and boulevards where you could walk just faded away.
We heard about the German-fest happening downtown and thought that might be fun. It was about two blocks long, most of that consisting of a very long line of people waiting for the wiener schnitzel and brats and sauerkraut.
They did have some entertainment and a happy couple obliged us spectators by dancing to the music.
|listening to the oompah-pahs|
That was about enough for Chuck for the day so we headed back to the house for some R & R by the pool. Unfortunately it was a little cool, only about 70 degrees and the cloud cover was getting heavy. The water in the pool was fine and we had the place to ourselves until one lady showed up to spend some time in the spa. Good spa weather, not so good pool weather. We enjoyed ourselves until Chuck's beverage ran dry and I was getting cold, then it was time to head back to the house and start thinking about dinner.
|catchin' some rays|
Next day, we thought we should go out and check out the ‘other’ swap meet out at the old dog racing track. It’s where there are more Hispanics selling and buying and also better food. You can get shoes, pants, tools, toys, RV supplies, nuts and bolts and some really recycled goods. On the drive out there, the Community Recycling program was happening in a neighborhood and I swear some of the junk that was on the curb was possibly being gleaned to take to sell at this swap meet. There was some stuff there that looked pretty rough.
If you weren't too particular about your clothes, you could pick up some instant fashion for really cheap, too
Nice day for a stroll around the swap meet. The loudspeaker alternated between English and Spanish every 5 minutes, promoting food booths, and reminding everyone it was Native American day at the swap meet. Be sure to visit those vendors selling authentic Native American crafts and Indian Fry Bread!
|yum!! salad for miles!!|
Sunday morning we just went for a drive over the state line in to California to check out some of the agriculture growing out there. Lots of cauliflower and lettuce and the fancy salad mix we all like so well. That was pretty cool, they plant it in rows, all six varieties in the same bed, as long as a football field. Then when they harvest it, they just mow it down, like you would your lawn. Then it will grow back for one or two more harvests before they turn it under and start all over again.
On the way back we passed through the Yuma Proving Grounds and stopped to look at some old war machinery. Really kind of depressing to me, just makes me think of war and all the destruction caused by it all. Seeing the tanks up close with bullet marks on them, I think about the men who were driving those things, being shot at, wondering what was going through their minds at that time. I can’t even begin to imagine what that would have been like in a combat situation.
After that it was time to load up and head home. Yep, the cats went with us. They did well, for the most part. Seemed to have had some trouble adjusting to the new place, especially at night. Ruby was really good about walking all over my head, she wanted to check out the headboard on the bed, one of those old style ones with the built in cubbies for books and stuff. She thought it was a good place to sleep. And then of course Toby had to come up and check it all out too.
It was a nice get away, good friends, good talks, good food, what more can I ask for.