Day 13: Santee, CA to Mesa, AZ

Friday Sept 27 dawned bright and early in Santee with a loud knock on the door at 645am from Grandma. A quick breaky and last minute packing and we were on the road, heading east. An accident on the highway and a forest fire near the road created some nasty traffic backups and the first hour passed very slowly. After squeaking by these issues, we zipped along for another 5.5 hours, passing through the most barren desert imaginable, rocky landscapes and so close to the Mexican border that we could see over the barrier to the desert on the other side. Border patrol roamed the sides of the highway looking for illegal Mexican travelers, but they were friendly and excited to our BC-plated car at one of the checkpoints.

PS. It was really hot. We usually forego AC, but not today. Once past Phoenix and into Mesa, Bry dropped me off at the hotel for the bachelorette. 

First activity of the day was a private pole dancing class, which I was not looking forward to, given my terrible coordination in anything resembling a dance, not to mention a sexy dance. Sarah felt about the same, but hey, no better way to bond as bridesmaids, right? It ended up being hilarious and quite fun. We completed the night by showering Sarah with lingerie and dressing up to go out to Mexican in old town Scottsdale. Man I love Mexican food! One of the perks of moving to the states. Also, gas was 3.25/gallon!!! Equivalent of like 82cents/litre. Ahh-mazing!