It was marvelous actually as they rolled the pies in on the wheelchairs normally used for disabled travelers.
About 2:30 AM the plane arrived from Las Vegas and we managed to roll out of the gate around 3:20 AM with our pilot announcing pleasantly that we were first in line for takeoff. By 3:30 AM we were airborne and three hours later (6:30 AM) we set down in Mesa at 6:30 AM. Our stewardess, who somehow had managed to keep her sense of humor through it all, announced "Welcome to Mesa, the time is, oh what the hell. Who cares what time it is. We are here!" Luckily the car rental agency had already re-opened and so we were able to collect our car and head for Sue Van Kirk's house and some well deserved shuteye. Needless to say Sunday was a bit abbreviated and just a tad foggy. Still it was great to be there and to stroll out in our shirtsleeves early Sunday evening and get into our neat little red car.
And celebrate with a truly delicious dinner at the Bella Italia restaurant.
More of our adventures in the next few days. And maybe even some Southwestern cuisine.