Oh dear where does one begin!!!!?
Last Wednesday, I ran to the store to pick up some things. It was a driving rainstorm Seattle is so well known for - about 1.5 inches of water per second coming down ... okay that might be slightly exaggerated but not by much! It was day two with my new leg, so I was walk careful and the next thing I knew I was flat on my back in the streams of water running through the parking lot! And I could not get up without something to hold on to.
Two guys behind me, helped to lift me - I am terribly grateful to them! Turned out that under the sheet of water, flowing through the parking lot, was a steel plate over an electrical supply. Never saw it, it was invisible under the water! And even at that, if my left foot had hit it first I would have been able to recover - but with no right foot to sense a change - well - SPLAT!!!!!
Yes, you can twist a stump apparently! I never would have guessed that! I would figure the leg or silicon sleeve would have slipped first. Sigh.
Of course there were no scooters available, so I had to walk the distance through the store on an extremely painful stump.
Departure day and I was unable to walk, so I had to go with my crutches (I HATE crutches!), could not carry my luggage and the whole day was really quite the pain in the ass! I wore shorts so the TSA types would see that I do have an artificial leg (which was not working, hence the crutches) and it all went quite well. Going to Tucson the guards all but stripped searched me! Like two feet of titanium exposed was not enough metal. Returning, they could not have cared less other than the machine said I had a metal head and they were most intrigued by that one!
Since there was little I could now do in Tucson, I laid around quite a bit and recovered with short trips I will tell you about in the following days.
I have not seen my old mining partner for many years now and it was sure good to have! I have known him for 38 years and his wife for 40. We certainly have had some adventures through the years! And their home is a wonder. Sitting out in the desert, a true Spanish style hacienda, with kumquat and orange trees growing in the central courtyard of the home, wow, simply wow! When it comes time for them to sell it, I imagine though I may long to buy it, I would never have the money for it if I can not find a real job soon!
So you are going to Tucson:
Caruso's an Italian style secluded restaurant is excellent.
Minidito's a Mexican place where no matter when it is, always an hour wait, excellent.
El Corral, a steak house going back almost a century, longs lines for a reason!
Many others nice places to eat, but these three were at the top of the chart.
The Western Art Museum, a tiny building next to the Tucson Art Museum has a nice collection of paintings and bronzes. I liked it far better than its big brother you have to walk to to get an admission ticket! Also a part of the complex is a old adobe homes you can tour.
Gaslight Theater is a must!
Sonora Desert Museum - part museum, part zoo all associated with the Sonoran Desert was interesting and fun. If you can avoid freaking out, roaming coatamundi's will sniff you, not the most pleasant of animals, not nicest smelling, but terribly cool to see them roaming about freely.
Tucson also boasts several caves, an old central district of adobe homes, Old Tucson where thousands of westerns were filmed and the airplane graveyard.
For me personally, the triggering of so many memories and opening of pathways through my mind was quite helpful. Although I can not speak them, I was able to recover my understanding of German, French and Spanish - which was in use profusely but many of the shoppers (arrogant enough to believe that others do not speak anything other than English!). Perhaps with time I can form sentences freely again, maybe .... I had to use Google to shoot postcards off to my aunts in Baselstadt. But, I could listen and read well enough, but even as with English, speaking is still very hard for me - I stutter and lose words faster than I can think of them if I am talking! sigh ..... very frustrating.
I really enjoy Tucson, but Golden, Colorado is where my soul is able to find rest.
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