After much planning, the wheels were finally set in motion to reunite the two Raleigh Court besties, Millie and Syd. The plan was for us to meet in Palm Springs on the 6th of July. We opted to drive.
Can you say, "ROAD TRIP?!" This meant traveling through Texas, Texas, and more Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and finally California.
July 5
Mr. Smith, Millie, and I departed the Smith Haus at 5:30 AM. The older two Smithlings were left at home to be in charge of watering plants, feeding kitties, scooping litter, and wrangling fleas.
Thankfully, the speed limit is 80 mph in western Texas. Yeehaw! There's a whole lotta wide open spaces out there, so it was a good thing that we could fly right through it. Speeding, even one mph over the legal limit, is definitely not tolerated. We did NOT test the tolerance levels. We saw plenty of state troopers out doing their job.
What a beautiful sign! We still managed to average 30 mpg, despite the faster speeds.
Millie hopes to have a blue Beetle someday, so I thought she'd appreciate seeing this car. She was sleeping, so I snapped this pic just for her. That girl o' mine was not terribly impressed. I quickly learned that she'd prefer a Beetle that looks more like this:
What's the difference? They're both blue VW Bugs. Right?
I am so easily amused by things I see along the road. At a rest area, I chuckled when I saw multiple cigarette receptacles just like this one.
I'm sure that somebody has vandalized one of these bins somewhere. I did not make a thorough investigation of the entire rest area to see whether or not my hunch was true, but I know there had to be at least one label that said "BIG" -- it's just too tempting.
Naturally, we stopped every two hours for a rest -- not.
After a fourteen-ish hour trek, we stopped in AZ to spend the night with the Birds, Jay and Robin. We were back on the road the next morning, and we had picked up additional travelers.
July 6
We now had a caravan of two cars heading for California. As we left Rio Rico, we stopped for the routine border check. Our traveling companions were ahead of us, and they quickly cleared the checkpoint. As we were waiting in line, Millie and I remarked about the beautiful face of the German Shepherd, border-patrolling, drug-sniffing dog. He looked so smart, too!
Moments later, he began barking furiously at the left rear door of OUR car. We were instructed to pull ahead to the next officer and get out of the car.
Within ten minutes, our car was visually inspected and x-rayed, and we were deemed good to go. One of the agents told us that it is highly likely that our car was contaminated by the previous owner. Even though we've had this car for two and a half years, it still apparently has residual contaminants. Good to know.
We then wondered how easy it was going to be to pass through the border check on the return trip, as we did not have plans to detail and decontaminate the Bimmer before returning to Texas.
Our fellow road warriors realized we were no longer behind their car. They called us and learned that we had been detained at the border check. Yep, they were traveling with a drug lord and his family. And we look so normal...
Boredom set in somewhere in Arizona.
Seeing this toy from a (Despicable?) Happy Meal doesn't mean that we stopped at a Big M for food. It merely means that we stopped to use the potty. I just couldn't resist this little minion whistle. Wheeee!
We spied these oversized critters in Gila Bend, AZ. Gila monsters? Maybe.
It's been said that after a long, hot drive in the desert, one's mind begins to play tricks. Hmmmm...
No tricks here. That's definitely a Millie Monster.
After lots and lots of Arizona desert, we FINALLY made it to California and more desert.
There was no inspection here. I guess it's a good thing we didn't have any illegal produce.
Next stop: Palm Springs.
These two friends were sooo eager to see one another! Love it!
These three look as if they could be sisters. :-)
Millie (a.k.a. Millsters Freeman) posed with her adopted family. We hugged and kissed our girlie good-bye, knowing that she'd be in good hands for the next 17 days.
Mr. Smith and I drove to Indian Wells and checked into our room at the Miramonte Resort, which is decidedly an oasis in the desert. The young man at the front desk must have taken one look at our road weary faces and determined that we needed a blessing. We were given an upgrade to the Villa d'Este suite. Sweet! Hooray for off-season prices and luxurious accommodations. And no kids!
This was the view from our balcony -- not bad.
We enjoyed dinner outdoors at 9PM, despite the temperature still being near 100 degrees.
"But it's a dry heat."
I had to take a pic of the hair dye bag. Oh, I mean hair dryer. More dry heat?
July 7
In the morning, we met up with Jay and Robin. After a leisurely breakfast, we headed back to Rio Rico, AZ, to the Bird's Nest. A seven hour road trip is kidstuff at this point of the game.
July 9
All too soon, it was time to make the drive back to Texas.
We made it out of the state without causing too much trouble. We left VERY early in the morning, so the dreaded border checkpoint was closed. Thankfully, we didn't have to make that call to our family to bail us out of jail.
My brother talked with a border patrol agent buddy of his who surmised that the dog who sniffed our car was probably ready for a break and simply made an error. He's only human... I mean canine. Perhaps our car doesn't have a sordid history, after all. Oh, but it makes for a much more interesting story to think otherwise.