So one of Heather's aunts has a condo down in San Carlos, Mexico. When we were first married Heather and I used to go down there a lot for scuba. Kids and moving to Phoenix largely put a stop to that, although we did manage to get recertified and one quick trip in before Heather was pregnant with Madison.
One the way down we swung by our old place (sorry, crappy picture) in southwest Tucson, just west of the San Xavier mission. This was my best work commute ever, with only two stop signs through the reservation past the mission, and one light at the end to cross the highway behind the airport to what was then called the Hughes Aircraft plant. This was an interesting house design but very poorly built. Behind the garage door is a covered car port with storage closets along the right side. The right wall of the house was the wall for the adjoining lot. But when the wind was blowing hard the house would sway so much that the upstairs toilet would occasionally splash. Chelsea was conceived here, but we moved a few months later up to Mesa for a job at what was then called McDonnell Douglas Helicopter, having recently changed from Hughes Helicopter.
Well, we had to go by the mission (est. 1692) anyway on our way back to the freeway, just like my commute. They've made a lot of improvements to the grounds.
We got to Nogales late that afternoon, and had dinner with Linda down the street from the hotel she always stays at. She has a system.sv-hiatus.blogspot.com
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