L U N A T A L K with Eva Moon

Trading cactus for coffee

February 2, 2009 on 5:10 pm | | In General Musing, Travel

I’m heading home and feeling lucky so far. I needed to be at the Phoenix airport right about the time the nearly victorious Arizona Cardinals were due in from Tampa.

I was in Atlanta the year the nearly victorious Braves went from “worst to first.” The entire city was insane. Even smallish businesses were buying full-sized freeway billboards just to congratulate the home team. My personal favorite, on I-85 was “Chop Chop Tomahawk! Shallowford Vasectomy Clinic.” Their near victory homecoming was a scene of unbridled, hysterical pandemonium. I can’t imagine what would have happened had they, oh say, won.

So I was a bit concerned about what I might find at the airport today. But if there are unbridled, hysterical Cards fans here, I haven’t seen them. It’s quiet here in Terminal 4. Maybe it’s a good omen.

It’s been a whirlwind tour of excitement. I was finally able to cross Downtown Tempe off my bucket list. The Heard Museum in Phoenix is well worth an afternoon and Scottsdale has more high-priced art galleries than Cards fans.

It’s not an unpleasant way to pass a few hours. Especially if you like cowboy art. Being spoiled by the parental units for a few days has been enjoyable and relaxing. They’re just too cute. I won the great parents Superbowl. But I don’t think there will be a huge crowd waiting at Seatac either.

Fans these days. I tell you.

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