Monday, July 27, 2009

I’m Glad They All Can’t Be California Girls

It is funny how perspectives can change. One minute I hate Tucson, the next minute I still hate Tucson and I don’t want to leave my friends here.


Things started to turn around my second morning in town. I stopped by Taco Bell for some nachos and a burrito, where I was approached by an elderly lady.


“Young man, I don’t mean to disturb you while you are eating, but do you have a minute? You see, my son parked his car here last night when his battery died. We came back today to get the battery out so we could replace it, and he can’t get it to come out. Do you think you can help us?”


I did not think that I would be able to help, but I agreed to come take a look anyway. I met her son outside and we took a look at the battery. After a few minutes of fiddling around with my socket wrench, the lady’s son figured out what needed to be done and got the battery out of the car without any more fuss. Honestly, he did not need my help at all. That is why I was really surprised when the lady was so grateful. I told her that I had not done anything, and she responded by telling me that she knew I was an angel, and that I had really helped. She even offered to let me use her driveway if I needed a place to stay.


After I finished my food, I spent several hours exploring the Sonora Desert Museum, A 40 acre park with exhibit after exhibit of everything from desert cave life to javalinas and mountain lions. Each enclosure was large and well made, and all of the animals were native species, well adapted to the desert environment. It was exactly what a zoo should be. I highly recommend it to anyone who is interested in animals.


The best part of my Tucson experience was meeting Cati and Tina. Cati was interested in doing some modeling, so we connected and started working on some projects. I spent the next to days hanging out with them, doing photo shoots, and exploring Tucson counter culture. I met all sorts of interesting people, mostly tattoo sporting, liberal, anarchists. We went to abandoned buildings and desert mountainsides. We went swimming at 4:30 in the morning. We played video games and watched scrubs. It was the most fun that I have had on my road trip this far, and it all happened in my least favorite city. It was a reminder that as awesome as creation is, as beautiful as the sunset is, as huge as the mountains are, the greatest thing that I can have on this side of life is relationships, first with God, and then with the people that he puts in my path.


2 comments:

kf.ruhamah said...

Weird that I was a little worried about you when you didn't post in a week. Damned blogs.

dabishop said...

Gosh, K, if I worried every time you went a week without posting on your blog, I'd... probably be like Momma.