By the Time I Get to Phoenix…

I’ll be sneezing!

When I got to Phoenix, all the plants looked like they were just about to burst forth with blooms.

This saguaro looks like it’s about ready to put on a show.

This prickly pear is covered with buds, too.

And don’t even get me started on the trees in bloom.

I got settled in at my campsite in WestWorld of Scottsdale, which is an exhibition center that focuses on equestrian events. I picked this place because it was located close to my friends from Kalamazoo, Konnie and Michael.

WestWorld is an interesting place to stay, even if it doesn’t exactly rock a wilderness vibe.

Yes, there’s a great view of the mountains, as long as you lift your eyes from the acres o’ asphalt.

While I was there, though, lots of things were happening.

Polo

I wonder who won the chucker?

People were enjoying the match with their horse.

There were riders in the rings at the other end of the park. I looks like they were doing dressage, maybe. I did see them taking jumps under the lights one night.

Of course, after all that work, the horses need to be clean. Nobody likes a dirty horse.

There were a number of different stables that were on site for the events.

They all proudly displayed their ribbons and had comfortable places to sit when not doing horse-related activities.

Hey! Hay!

They also had a dog show taking place. It took them a couple of days to turn the polo field into the dog show market place.

One day they constructed the roofs of the tents, and then they raised them up the next day.

After the weekend, they tore down the dog show, the horse people went home and then they started getting ready for the next event – Arizona Bike Week.  That was taking place after my departure, however

I did take advantage to a few spare minutes between hanging out with Konnie and Michael and my touristic responsibilities to personalize Flo a little. While cleaning out a cabinet, I found the license plate to my old PT Cruiser. My father always said that it looked like a Pie Wagon, so I got a personalized plate for it. It said, “PI WAGN”

I guess a pie wagon was a body style that was developed for bakeries.

It was also a Funny Car style.

I decided to put the license plate on my screen door.

What would we do without cable ties?

Stay tuned for more of my adventures in the Phoenix area. Frank Lloyd Wright fans, get ready to hold on to your hats!