Pug’s Place

This week I moved to Tempe, AZ. I’m now entirely “moved in” and quite cozy.

This was largely due to the cats. As I blogged previously, I haven’t enjoyed living with 3 cats, two of which regularly fight. Now I don’t have to; I have my own little space, complete with photographs and Liz-art on the walls. You can see some pictures of my new place on Flickr.

It’s been too long since I last flew; I’m thinking my next trip will be to Prescott, Az to see what’s up there. That should be next weekend.

I flew my former flight instructor Jason and my brother Chris to Sedona, AZ yesterday for lunch. I had promised this trip to my instructor back in January, so it probably counts as being “long-awaited.” Sedona is about 100 miles north of here, located in the middle of the Red Rock Country; you may remember Katie and I heading up that way last March.

I won’t blather too long about the flight, but we did fly over Sky Harbor on both legs of the trip, got to fly over a landing 737, had turbulence on the trip back and had a nasty crosswind when landing again at Stellar. Now I’m confident that I can navigate to, negotiate and land at Sedona Airport, even located as it is on top of a 500′ tall mesa overlooking the city. So, now people have to come visit.
You can see a Flickr photoset of Chris’ pictures from yesterday here.