December 27, 2019
One of our sons was home for Christmas, and we thought it would be a good opportunity to have an adventure together. We wanted to go somewhere we hadn't been, but we didn't have a lot of time and it was winter, so our options were limited. We chose the exciting destination of El Paso. One of my friends has a sister who has lived in El Paso for years, and when she heard we had chosen it as our destination, she was flabbergasted. "Why would you go to EL PASO, of all places?" she said. "There is nothing to do there."
Well, not to give away too much, but (post-trip) we would disagree.
However, on the first day of our adventure, we thought the trip might turn out to be a colossal failure. We had booked an early flight on Southwest Airlines from Ontario to El Paso with a one-hour layover in Phoenix, arriving in El Paso at 9:55 AM, which would give us almost a full day. At 3:15 AM when we were in the car on our way to the Ontario Airport, I got a text letting us know that the flight from Phoenix to El Paso had been cancelled because of a lightning storm in El Paso. Southwest would put us on on an 11:00 PM flight, but that would mean sitting around all day in the Phoenix airport and arriving very late at night in El Paso. We had a non-refundable hotel room 80 miles from El Paso in Alpine, Texas, and we would not get there until the wee hours of the morning. We had activities planned that clearly were not going to happen, including dinner at a restaurant in El Paso that Bob had his heart set on.
While waiting for our first fight, however, my crazy husband hatched a plot. We would give up the second leg of the flight, rent a care in Phoenix, and drive 430 miles through Arizona and New Mexico, reaching El Paso in time for our dinner reservation and with plenty of time to make it to our hotel in Alpine. We were able to reserve a car in Phoenix that we would drive to the El Paso Airport, drop it off, pick up the other rental we had scheduled there and eat at the restaurant where we had reservations, and then drive three more hours to Alpine. Fun, fun, fun!
One of the benefits is that we would be able to stop for a meal along the way that would far surpass the airport food we would have been stuck with in Phoenix. We had a delicious breakfast at Five Points Market and Restaurant in Tucson.
We were hungry, as you might deduce from the FIVE entrees we ordered for the three of us. The hot chocolate was amazing, just like everything else.