There wasn’t much going on this day. I like NCAA football but no one was playing that interested me. The game I’m waiting for is the Rose Bowl on New Years’ Day between Ohio State and Oregon Ducks. The talking heads on sports don’t give Oregon a chance to win any more games because all the other lower ranked teams are better in their eyes. It’s kind of interesting that unbeaten Oregon didn’t rate even one player to be worthy of selection for First Team All American. Nope. But they had a couple selected for Third Team. So, obviously I’m very curious to see how things go.

Not watching games meant we could go do something meaningful, like shopping for Mexican pottery. The first place we went in downtown Tucson was a boutique kind of store that had really nice things from southern Mexico, and they were pretty spendy. Not what Diane was looking for, but fun to look at. The second place was like hitting the jackpot. There were thousands of pots of all shapes and sizes in addition to the greeters at the entry.

Here are a few of the many tables scattered throughout the venu.

If you were looking for a special pot you could surely find it here, and she did. But, there is no photo of it because she chose a square one. I’d go take a photo of it now, but it’s in the car. And it’s dark outside. And, I think I heard a coyote. Maybe tomorrow.

On the way back to the bus, Diane pulled over so I could take photos of the aircraft on display around a huge parade ground on the base. I wanted a photo of one specifically for Les because in his stint with the Air Force he used to work on them when he was stationed in a foreign country.

So tell me, Les, is this the right model?

There were a few other planes there, but this is the one I was after. Now I must wait for Les to see this so he can let me know if I did good. Might take a while because I don’t know that he even reads these things.

That’s about it for this day.