I figured I had a little bit of time before waking my husband for his allergy shot and doctor's appointment to blog about when my mom, grandma and I went to Lake Havasu. This was in the same trip as when we went to Oatman, AZ. I blogged about that not too long ago (it's in the blog archive if you're interested). Anyway, I believe this trip was in the late 1990's. It was in the spring time, but Lake Havasu always is warmer than Yuma, AZ, which gets REALLY HOT in the summertime. I loved our trips, though. Every last one of them. They are precious memories burned forever into my brain. Especially now, because my mom is no longer with us. Here is the famous "London Bridge" that actually IS from London! They sent it over to us as a gift long ago. Why the USA chose Lake Havasu to have the bridge, I don't know. Anyway, it is a beautiful bridge. The first picture was taken under the bridge.
Here is a close-up of the plaque at the entrance. You can read a little bit of it. Looks like it came over to the USA in the early '70's? Hard to tell. Now if we had my good camera (instead of film!) we could read the whole sign with little effort. We DEFINITELY need to get back over there and take digital pics!!
These two photos were both sides of the bridge. It even had flags of the UK and street lamps that came with the bridge. How cool is that?!
Ready to go under the bridge and see the shops, Lake Havasu, and assorted other goodies? This photo was taken at the entrance steps to go underneath the bridge.
This photo was taken on the steps going down underneath the bridge. It was like a whole village down there!! Cottages, shops, boats.....boy, a person could get used to this!! Something for everyone.
Look at that sky! Not a cloud to be found. Here are some of the cottages down below. It really does look like its own village.
Here is a paddle wheel boat that offered "cruises" down the lake. I wanted to go on one, but my travel companions didn't want to at the time....probably because of the cost to get on one. Or maybe it was too full at the time we were there. Good ole' "fibro fog." And I've got it BAD today!!
Mom in front of a candle factory. You could smell the heated wax from outside on the sidewalk. What a great aroma!! My mom and I loved candles and even had a small collection of them.
Okay, okay. After MUCH prodding, here is my photo taken by the same candle factory Mom was standing in front of. With how I look now, I'd LOVE to go back to yesterday. I just didn't know how lucky I was back then. Isn't that true for everyone?
Okay...I hope you enjoyed my "memory lane" thoughts and pictures. I hope I don't bore anyone with this. You know the joke about everyone hating seeing pictures of someone else's vacation. Although I never minded it. I love talking to people and hearing their memories. That is why our trips were so important to me. Especially the more recent ones. Those were the ones that Grandma told Mom and I all her memories from long ago with Grandpa and her adolescent life at home with my Uncle Bob and Aunt Lois. Those stories were such a hoot!! Grandma lead a fascinating life and I loved hearing every last, juicy detail.
Alrighty....gotta go to get ready to head out in our lovely 70 degree weather. I feel sorry for you in the cold states with snow and ice! Yikes! I remember those days well when I lived in Michigan. Grandma would call from Arizona and say something like, "I'm wearing shorts and have the windows open!" We would be soooo jealous!! Mean of her to do that, don't you agree? And then here I do it myself on the blog. Sorry about that! (LOL..._)
I can wait in the car while my hubby is getting his shot and read my book. And then we are off to his first appointment with the pyschologist. I don't know if I told you about his problem with skin picking? He has been doing it for years now and it is a nervous habit of his. He's got little scars on his arms and legs from past pickings. My mother-in-law and I are at our whit's end with this. He's already got a staph infection from picking off the scabs on his arm and I am afraid that in this "germy" world of ours, he'll get something worse that antiobiotics can't cure. We're tried everything to get him to stop...."time-outs" from the computer, scoldings, reminders....the list goes on and on. I hope this psychologist guy can help us. I told Frankie to "open" up his heart to this guy and tell him everything. He said he would. We shall see!
My twitch is almost gone. It doesn't seem too bad today. Wooooo Hooooo! Good riddance, is what I say!! So it was the fear of not being able to lose 10 pounds (set by the doctor, no less!) by my doc appointment the end of November that had me stressed over my limit. When I found out I had lost 12 pounds, it was like a weight (no pun intended!) off my shoulders. Thank God!!
Hope you all have a great day!
Until next post,