Indio, California: DT woke to snow in Portland and had lunch on a patio in the sunshine in Palm Springs. (As did the approximately 130 other people on his flight this morning, no doubt.)
I enjoyed my week alone, but things are certainly more colorful with DT.
Since the Palm Springs International Airport is just a short distance from downtown (old town) Palm Springs, we buzzed down there for lunch at one of our favorite restaurants in the Coachella Valley – Blue Coyote Grill. (DT had only dined on Mexican food once while in Oregon last week and was going through a bit of withdrawal.) The Blue Coyote Grill is very popular with locals and tourists alike, but we were able to score a great table outside on the patio under a shady umbrella. Dave ordered Huevos Rancheros (breakfast) and I ordered a chicken tostada salad.
Not sure if these were very small chicken breasts or very large chicken tenders, but it was an amazingly massive amount of food.
I have now eaten Mexican food approximately ten days in a row, which may seem shocking for you… but people living in Mexico eat Mexican food every day… people in China eat Chinese food every day… residents of Italy eat Italian food every day… anyway, you get my point.
Happily, My Guy is back with me in the desert. He is not wearing a jacket, gloves, nor a hat.
Until my next update, I remain, your reunited correspondent.
RV Park: Motorcoach Country Club – The Crown Jewel of Motorcoach Resorts. 400 sites, three pools, three spas, fitness center, golf, bocce ball, tennis, 2-mile waterway, fine-dining restaurant, bar, security, free wifi, planned activities, perfectly maintained. Sites for sale or rent.