Thursday, May 27, 2010

It’s OK, we’re legal

border patrol

We ran up to Tucson today to pick up Morgan’s lifelong friend Christy who flew in from Chicago for the wedding.

Driving north on Ariz. Hwy. 80 from Sierra Vista means passing through a U.S. Border Patrol checkpoint. In our case, that involved stopping at the designated spot with driver’s window rolled down and greeting the Border Patrol guy. He peered into our car and decided Morgan, Maria and I looked like solid citizens and waved us on.

We got to the airport as Christy was snatching her luggage from the baggage carousel, so we didn’t have to kill time circling the terminal since you can’t stop in front of the building unless the traveler you’re picking up is actually standing on the sidewalk and ready to go.

Lunch was at a soup and salad place, then to Sam’s Club for wedding rehearsal dinner and reception stuff, then back to Sierra Vista.

NOTE TO WOULD-BE BURGLARS: Our neighbors are watching our house closely and they have guns. And they don’t mind using them.

morgan&christy Morgan (left) and Christy.

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