I left Drake’s house in Las Cruces around noon on a Saturday and arrived at my digs for the next three nights about 5:00 p.m.
Unremarkable trip.
A couple of beautiful vistas along the way.
My first impression of Tucson, in the eastern outskirts: lukewarm.
The typical industrial-ish, then suburban-ish generica.
However, almost as soon as I crossed into an area called “South Tucson,” I saw signs of personality, with:
- A rusting-in-place, big ol’ back-in-the-day neon sign for a defunct hotel or restaurant on one side;
- Attractive roadside landscaping that included the majestic saguaro cactus of the Sonora Desert; and
- On the side of the highway opposite to the big ol' sign, an immense, shining, warm-yellow or coral adobe building complex that turned my head. An Important Structure of unknown purpose.
But this was the coolest thing I saw:
Interstate dinosaur, Tucson, Arizona. March 2019. |
Interstate dinosaur, Tucson, Arizona. March 2019. |
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