Way back at the end of November, I road-tripped down to Arizona. This was ostensibly to volunteer at IRONMAN Arizona, but I also spent a few days in Tucson at either end, because why not.
Thursday, November 17:
The drive. Very long, very windy day. Worst gas mileage I have ever gotten.
Friday, November 18:
Dinosaurs at the hotel. Stayed at the Comfort Suites at Sabino Canyon.
I wandered the Fourth Street District a bit, trying something new in Tucson. I came across this guy, a remnant of the ancient old Magic Carpet Golf mini golf course, i.e. the best mini golf EVER. R.I.P.
Lunch was all-you-can-eat sushi at Sushi Garden. I technically should have been charged for some of my food, as I didn’t quite finish it, but the waitress was awesome and let me slide. Much appreciated!
Saturday, November 19:
Hung out at the IMAZ expo, both simultaneously experiencing some FOMO and also VERY glad to not be racing. Ran into my friend Simon, because why wouldn’t I run into someone I know. Picked Brandon up from the airport.
Sunday, November 20:
Mostly spent most of the evening volunteering at the TriSports.com aid station, having a blast as always.
Monday, November 21:
Drove back down to Tucson.
Got lunch at delicious Lucky Wishbone.
Checked into the J.W. Marriott Starr Pass.
Went to Casa Molina for dinner.
Tried out the Screamery for ice cream.
I tried the Mississippi Mudpie, which is an “infused coffee ice cream with hand-made dark chocolate cookies and chocolate swirl.” It was … okay. Not sure we’d return. We’re both really realizing that we don’t like “fancy” ice cream.
Tuesday, November 22:
Went to the Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum, since we hadn’t gone in several years.
We tried out the Catalina BBQ Company, one of the (off-site) hotel restaurants for dinner, partially because we had heard good things about it.
Wednesday, November 23:
… we think the wings gave Brandon food poisoning, as he was super sick for the drive home.
Not a fun time. Except for the food poisoning, though, overall a good trip down to the desert with a few new experiences.
* Notable exception being, of course, the Germantown Commissary.