We decided to take a 'babymoon' this weekend (not in the traditional sense, as, clearly, I am already knocked up. More in the 'last trip as a family of two' kind of way.) We found an absolutely fantastic bed and breakfast down in Tucson and headed down Saturday morning. The B&B was outside the city, up on a cliff (mesa? hmmm.) overlooking the valley. Quiet time with my husband, beautiful landscape and delicious croissants - what more can a girl ask for?
We went to Tombstone on Sunday - it was "Wyatt Earp Days", how could we resist - and took part in some serious tourist-y kitsch. There was a costume contest, chili cookoff and re-enactments of the shootout at the OK Corral. We had a blast.
Finally, we drove back towards the B&B and went to Saguaro National Park (a whole national park dedicated to cactus. This state is obsessed, I tell you.) (Cactus still freak me out. They have arms.) and went spelunking in a cave. Hahahaha. Right. It was a cobblestone path through a cave, we walked on a tour and it was really cool.
There was a family on the tour with three little boys - probably 5, 4, and 3 or something really insane like that - and one of the boys kept pointing out to his brothers all the dinosaur, rhinoseros and alligator bones. So adorable.
Also, although I took highschool chemistry, oh, 15 years ago, I still remember Mr. Greisler telling us how to remember the difference between stalactites and stalagmites. Stalactites come down, just like girls' tights. See? A public school education is worthwhile.