Turning Page and into Hurricane

We decided to go out for a Mexican dinner on our last night in Arizona. Craig fit right in wearing his favorite German shirt.

[From Craig]  Many years ago I drove into a medium-sized shopping center in San José that I had never visited before.  A store called European Men's Warehouse was having a going-out-of-business sale.  One big table had lots of very colorful shirts on it.  I read the labels and found that they were all cotton and made in Germany.  The price tags showed a long saga of markdowns: originally $125 each, marked down to $35, then $20, $12, $5, and finally 2 for $5.  That's 2% of the original price!  Needless to say I bought one of every design they had, plus a couple more in a larger size for our son.  He liked them so much he gave them back to me, which was a good thing because I grew larger as I got older.  

They only one left is shown below.  I mostly wear it to Mexican restaurants.

Being retired people we tend to eat out early. When we returned to the coach, the sun was just setting:

And, the moon was just rising:

Next stop, (B on map)
           147 miles,
                Sand Hollow State Park,               
                                    Hurricane, Utah