Dave came in on a Thursday night, and we had a good time just catching up and kicking back over some BBQ at the house. We cashed it in early Thursday because we had a tee time the next day at 7:50 am, to which Dave said, "shtoooops that's early."
Early or not, it was well worth it. We hit the links armed with a little rum, a little water, and a choice cigar. Dave beat me in fairways, but I was happy to complete the entire round having only used one ball! The Lakes at Ahwatukee never saw such amazing talent.
After touring the NBC affiliate station with Dave's old boss, and then some time by the pool, we headed out to watch the Mets stomp all over the D'Backs. We finally got tired of staring at only each other all day, so we headed out to meet the ladies for some sushi and dancing... Dave was a hit.
Out with us were friends James, Megan, Paco, Dria, Sarah (don't judge me!), Alex, Desiree, and Sarah's roomie Kate. James, Dave and I did our best Lee Hotties to try to fit in, but it didn't work out so well... I think we looked more like the seagulls from Finding Nemo.
You decide:
Saturday was completely chilled. Spent some time hanging out by the pool (James, Megan & Lily were in attendance too), then watched Big Brown destroy the field in the Kentucky Derby.
Sunday we took a road trip out to Goldfield AZ, a ghostown of the Mammoth Mine that produced over $4 million of gold in its day. After lunch at the town saloon, complete with live country music, we took the mine tour and train ride around the town. The mine itself was a weak re-creation of the original that was flooded in the 1920's, but the guide on the tour was very entertaining. We'd probably skip the train ride if we had it to do over, but there was a great view of the town with the Superstition Mountain in the background!
Finally we headed out a beautiful, but curvy Apache Trail Hwy past Canyon Lake to the town of Tortilla Flat, AZ... population 6. The only restaurant in the town had one dollar bills signed by people from all over the world for wallpaper, and actual saddles as barstools. I'm not sure I would have made it as a cowboy as 30 minutes in the saddle was plenty.Dave left Monday back for Oly... and Teri and I went back to work. It was a great trip, and we look forward to the next set of visitors! --jt.
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