I hope to link this post to MELLOW YELLOW MONDAY and RUBY TUESDAY, assuming we have a good Internet connection wherever we are on those days. For those following our roadtrip, we spent Thursday and Friday in charming Fredericksburg Texas and we're now outside of Houston on our way toward Louisiana. This post is a look-back to last weekend, when we were in Yuma Arizona.
When we first started RVing in 1999, we stayed for a week or so in Yuma. Last weekend was the first time since then that we've stayed there. Yuma's one of the main destination for snowbirds from the Pacific Northwest (where we used to live). It's fairly close and warm and sunny, without the Northwest's rainy winters. There are dozens and dozens of RV Parks. The City's population of 194,000 is augmented during the winter by 85,000 snowbirds. Yuma is 7 miles north of Los Algodones Mexico and quite a few snowbirds get their prescription drugs and dental and optical work done in Mexico at lower prices. (Buses will pick people up at the border.) We prefer to keep our regular doctors and dentists and pharmacists, and when we were here before -- back in the last century -- we didn't find a lot to do in Yuma, so it didn't really call our name.
This time, we stopped only because we needed to do laundry and buy some groceries -- and it was the weekend, and that's always a good time to get off the road. It was complete serendipity that Bill saw a mention of the Colorado River Crossing Balloon Festival in a shopper paper he picked up.
For a buck each, we entered the County Fairgrounds for the Balloon Lighting Festival. It was still daytime when we got there. Kids in the area had built balloons as a school project and volunteers were filling them witih hot air. This might have been my favorite part -- the kids were so happy and excited to see their balloons soar. This one was brought to the volunteer by two little girls who had pink ribbons on their pigtails and pink running shoes. All girl -- but they knew their balloon science -- so adorable!
The balloons were to go up the next morning -- and we could probably have seen them from our RV Park which was quite close to the Fairgrounds. But our bodies were still on Pacific Time -- and when we woke up it was well past the hour when they were to go up.
So we still want to see a Balloon Festival again someday to see them all soar at once. And someday, maybe we will even ride in one. (Tethered rides were offered at the Fairgrounds, but we got there a little too late to do that.) This balloon -- one of those offering rides -- came from McMinnville, pretty close to where we stay when we're in Oregon.