We met up with the Voyager crowd and headed up to some very upscale part of Tucson and rubbed shoulders with the swells while they picked over their stuff in the "farmers market." Which means two dollar expresso, range fed this and organic that, and lots of beautiful people talking about thier latest trip to Bali or where ever. And lots of dogs- and designer jeans and mountain wear and Uggs.
We went to a place called Union Public House for lunch, and it was another bomb- 17.00 for a split hamburger, that was overcooked, and a "salad" that had one crouton, one small slice of tomato and the rest was all bibb lettuce and spincach.
also took over an hour to get our various foods out. And true to form, the bill was wrong when it was brought out here too.
Bette got up at dark thirty this morning and headed over to the hospital to be with Judy and Jerry, I'm manning the fort here at Lazy Days to see about the coach, and if the parts are or are not on the way or here or what, so we can start the repairs and hopefully be on our way Friday morning to Las Cruces, we shall see.
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