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By the Time I Get To Phoenix (Reprise)
Jun. 30th, 2024 11:09 pmI had intended to leave Anaheim and Vidcon by 9 AM in order to get back to Phoenix at a reasonable hour. Unfortunately, I woke up in the middle of the night and had a lot of trouble getting back to sleep. Eventually, I realized that I needed to set my alarm for a reasonable hour and then I would be able to sleep instead of worrying about waking up on time. This worked and more sleep was forthcoming.
We managed to wake up at 7:30 AM, get the last of everything cleared out of the room, get to the car, and get rolling by right around 9 AM. I was astonished.
Julie has been feeling crummy since yesterday (when she decided to stay in the room instead of going to the convention center), so when she asked if she could please have something to eat and drink about an hour into the trip, I spotted a sign for a Pilot station with attached Wendy's about 20 miles ahead and asked if that would be ok. It was so we stopped there, gassed up, and bought food and the currently preferred iced tea of small (not so small any more!) blond children.
I didn't buy *much* food for me though, because prices were fairly berserk. Large drinks were $3.50 each, while a single was $7.99. I decided that I could get by with a few chicken nuggets until lunch.
It was a *long* way until lunch though, as there are very few choices from Palm Springs east. We ended up stopping at the same Cracker Barrel where we had eaten breakfast on the way out of Phoenix. This was closer to Jeff and Carol's place than I'd intended, but still an hour out. And it was a bit after 2 PM and I was ready to eat the steering wheel.
Somewhat later, we made it to our destination, unloaded the car, and collapsed in a heap. Gretchen had an excellent time in our absence.
Tomorrow, we set out for the Grand Canyon.
I'm thinking we should leave around 9 AM...
We managed to wake up at 7:30 AM, get the last of everything cleared out of the room, get to the car, and get rolling by right around 9 AM. I was astonished.
Julie has been feeling crummy since yesterday (when she decided to stay in the room instead of going to the convention center), so when she asked if she could please have something to eat and drink about an hour into the trip, I spotted a sign for a Pilot station with attached Wendy's about 20 miles ahead and asked if that would be ok. It was so we stopped there, gassed up, and bought food and the currently preferred iced tea of small (not so small any more!) blond children.
I didn't buy *much* food for me though, because prices were fairly berserk. Large drinks were $3.50 each, while a single was $7.99. I decided that I could get by with a few chicken nuggets until lunch.
It was a *long* way until lunch though, as there are very few choices from Palm Springs east. We ended up stopping at the same Cracker Barrel where we had eaten breakfast on the way out of Phoenix. This was closer to Jeff and Carol's place than I'd intended, but still an hour out. And it was a bit after 2 PM and I was ready to eat the steering wheel.
Somewhat later, we made it to our destination, unloaded the car, and collapsed in a heap. Gretchen had an excellent time in our absence.
Tomorrow, we set out for the Grand Canyon.
I'm thinking we should leave around 9 AM...