I can’t believe a year passed that quickly. It seems like only yesterday that we were nervously boarding our flight to Puerto Vallarta. Were we making the right decision? Apparently so!
And yet 18 hours after we left Buenos Aires we found ourselves in the scorching, dry, heat of Phoenix, Arizona. This is, of course, after we made a beeline for tacos al pastor on our layover in the Mexico City airport.
A girl has got to have her priorities, right? (And I wonder why I’m pleasantly plump.)
We had no objective in Phoenix. Actually, we didn’t want to play tourist at all. Our purpose: To spend time with our friends Nena and Shane (you have seen them in previous Arizona posts) and to become hermits while adjusting back to our American lives.
And being hermits we were. Actually, I’m a bit frightened at how well we pulled off 5 days of not really leaving the house besides foraging for food. But you know what? The buffer in between returning to Austin was much needed. Nena and Shane were just so damn awesome about handling our crazies and just letting us be.
I did learn something interesting though. Roaming through a Target Greatland after spending so much time in third world countries is just plain frightening. There were so many times we had to retreat back home from just being overwhelmed. So many choices.
You should have seen the panic when Shaun and I couldn’t decide between 25 different types of butter and 13 different types of macaroni and cheese. Do we really need that many? Apparently so says the store authorities on the matter.
Also, apparently they carry Inca Kola. Yeah. That one threw us off.
Oh, and getting behind the wheel of a car after not driving for a year is much easier than you think. Our Subaru WRX was just as smooth and quick as it was before. My clutch foot eased in like I hadn’t skipped a beat. Shaun was in heaven driving his car that I’m pretty sure he likes more than me.
So what did we do during those 5 days?
Sleep. Eat. Drink. Be Merry. Play board games and Mario Kart.
And we were good with that. We were just trying to not think about the fact we were heading into the Lions Den in a few days – heading back home to Austin, Texas where things were on the verge of boiling over.