Twelfth Stop - Chippewa Falls, WI

Chippewa Falls, WI - Only a little more than 1,100 miles north of the DFW metroplex lies Chippewa Falls, WI. You can make it in about 18 hours by car, if you don't make too many stops on the way.

Now, why would make drive back to San Francisco via Wisconsin? You have to get really creative to consider it to be "on the way". Well, we have three words for you: Kathleen, John, and ... wait for it ... wait for it ... yes, yes ... close, close ... here we go: CHESTER!


We stayed a few days at Jennifer's house camping in the basement to avoid cat allergies. What we thought might be a tough few days due to the winter weather turned out to be a very pleasant, action packed stay with visits to UWEC, a double shot of the Leinenkugel Brewery, ATVing (oh yes, more goosebumps), a virtual plane ride from Minneapolis to Chippewa Falls, home made Spagetti (finally, finally, we were able to cook again), and lots of love and home cooked meals from Kathleen and John.


Now, it is time for Frizi and Chester to go on a diet again. The "Meow Mix Days" are over.

Eleventh Stop - Dallas/Fort Worth, TX

Dallas/Fort Worth, TX – The drive from Santa Fe is about 700 miles and takes you through the somewhat monotonous landscape of the Texas panhandle where you can see for miles, yet see nothing but big skies, bushes, grass, and a few cows. We spent the night in Childress about half way for, what turned out to be, a “special event night” (at least according to the lady at the Budget Inn reception, who would not accept out discount coupon for that reason). Unfortunately, we didn’t get to see the “special event” because nobody we asked had the vaguest idea what she was talking about. Biggest sight on the way: "Cars In Field".


Anyways, driven by nostalgia (at least on my side), we made it to the DFW metroplex. Our itinerary included: a mix-master mix-up so bad that the GPS had a hard time figuring out where to go, a children’s birthday party involving a pinada, BBQ right next to the Dallas Federal Reserve Bank, the Sixth Floor Museum, a trip down the Fort Worth memory lane (which included a visit to the Stockyards, a stop at TCU for various paraphernalia, a pseudo inquiry about a 3 bedroom/2 bath at the Berkeley Luxury Apartments – formerly known as Park Ridge Apartments, where I spent $465 on a 2 bedroom 14 years ago -, St. Patrick’s Day at 8.0, and BBQ at the Railhead Smokehouse.


Highlight of the DFW visit: dinner at what we think is the perfect family!


Karla, Brandon, Isabella, and Benjamin, we love you guys…

Tenth Stop - Santa Fe, NM

Santa Fe, NM – Ah, Santa Fe, this little town in northern New Mexico is always a popular destination. Adobe houses all over downtown, it gives you the feel that you have entered a different century and time just seems to pass a little slower than everywhere else.


We wandered around town exploring the many galleries on Canyon Road, had lunch and dinner at one of the many restaurants on the Plaza, and visited Americas oldest house and oldest church near the Old Santa Fe Trail.


A great place to relax and that’s what we did. Even if you try, you will not find a vibrant night life here. Most of the city closes down around 9:00 pm and you have to go buy Spagettios at Smith’s, if you want to have a midnight snack.

For those who are wondering, if we did the “must do” and went to Taos, the answer is no. We were (a) just too relaxed and comfortable in our little Inn on the Paseo and (b) were to by fellow travelers that it is just to worth the long drive at this time of the year. We heard about people complaining that Taos was too sleepy and that they needed to get back to Santa Fe for some “action”.

Ninth Stop - Alamogordo, NM

Alamogordo, NM – After El Paso, we were prepared for pretty much anything, but Alamogordo was a pleasant surprise. The hotel was reasonable, we made it to Happy Hour at Chili’s, there was a Wal-Mart next door, and the sheriff let us off the hook when we made an illegal left turn. What else could you ask for?

We visited White Sands National Park, took a 4.7 mile hike through the desert (or, as Jennifer put it, walked around a sugar bowl for three hours – see picture), and had a picnic on a sand dune to watch the sunset.


Finally, we drove to Roswell, site of the alleged 1947 government cover-up of a UFO crash. Visited the UFO museum to get some detailed insight into flying saucers, space aliens, and the truth of what really happened here. It was great, but we had expected a little more … As the guy from the visitors center put it: “This town is about the aliens. Otherwise, people are just trying to get out of Roswell”.

Eighth Stop - El Paso, TX

El Paso, TX – They say, in El Paso, the sun shines 300 days out of the year. I guess that leaves 65 days where it doesn’t and even fewer where it rains. Well, we got lucky. It rained in El Paso when we were there. But, to be honest, it didn’t really matter much. It is probably one of those towns where the recession truly shows its ugly face with vacant houses, empty store fronts, and “For Sale” signs everywhere.

We had thought about walking across the border to Ciudad Juarez in Mexico to - as they say in the city guide – turn up the volume on our senses, but pretty much everyone, including the guy at the coffee shop and the border agent, told us that the place is “pretty dangerous” because the Mexican government and the drug cartels are in a turf war over there. I guess it might help that, a few days earlier, the Mexican military sent 5,000 soldiers to patrol the streets, but, in the end, we stayed on the safe side.

So, we walked around downtown, headed towards the Mexican border through the “Golden Horseshoe” district, lingered around the border with a bunch of Mexicans, bought three CDs, and went to the bathroom at the border Burger King.

On a positive note, El Paso is as close to Mexico as you will get in the States. We went to see the Mission trail, where Spanish missionaries built three small missions very close to one another.


Very nice. Then we got the hell out of there.

Seventh Stop - Tucson, AZ

Tucson, AZ - We left Sedona with a somewhat broken heart, but Tucson was calling and we couldn't wait to drive five hours through the desert. On the way, we stopped at Montezuma's Castle - without revenge.

In Tucson, we highly recommend the "Mary & Jim Englund Inn". Not only are they the nicest people, they are gracious hosts and fantastic tour guides (here seen at the Desert Museum).

In our opinion, Jim must be one of the best cooks north of the Rio Grande.

Last, but by no means least, it was great to see you, Jon and Brian. You know you always have a special place in our hearts and will be in our thoughts.

And Jon, you look fabulous!

Sixth Stop - Flagstaff/Sedona, AZ

Flagstaff/Sedona, AZ - We didn't really think we were going to stay here for more than a day or two, but then were captured by the beauty of the landscape, the sunshine, and the Vortex energy (look it up). We stayed for almost a week.

Flagstaff basically is a mid-sized college town housing the University of Northern Arizona. It boasts a small historic downtown, a ski resort, and a highway to one of America's most famous landmarks - the Grand Canyon.

We were going to be cheap at first and skip the Grand Canyon, especially since several people said it wasn't really worth it. But then we gave in and drove up there and, let me tell you, it was really worth it. You will NEVER see anything like this. I will try, but the whole thing is so unreal that it cannot be captured in a picture.

You will have to go and see for yourself.

Sedona is a small, artsy town in the Red Canyon only 25 miles south of, but 25 degrees warmer than Flagstaff.

Everything here is red, the rocks, the houses, the street, even the dirt they dig up in construction sites is red.

We fell in love with this little town and even went to a few open houses. The real estate market here has been hit pretty hard and house prices have come down 30 to 40% off their highs. As a result, the agents seemed genuinely happy to see us and told us ("off the record, of course") that the asking price was ("in their opinion") a little high and we could get the place ("which is a short sale, by the way") for probably 25% less. The view was something like this:

We told them that we'd think about it.

How could we not...?