Days here in Phoenix have flown by quickly - hockey game with the Phoenix Coyotes and the San Jose Sharks; visits to morning markets; lunch with former Peace participant, Alex Foster; Christmas lights in downtown Glendale; Sunday worship; watching the Packer win in the golf clubhouse; hot tub; euchre, and picking lemons.
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| Warm-up at my first ever hockey game. The Sharks won in a shoot out after a tie game and one overtime. We did sit high up. Was surprised that the bass sounds from the amplifying system made my whole system vibrate. |
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| Downtown Glendale celebrates the end of the year holidays with lights in the downtown square. People bring families to enjoy the warm nights. |
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| Cotton picking time in Arizona - pressed into bales that await transport to some processing plant. |
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| Cotton before being harvested. Even after the picker goes through, lots of cotton remains on the plants. |
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| Jean and Paul call this the "Mexican Flea Market." The Saturday/Sunday market offers fruit and vegetables to washers and dryers to tools to tires and cosmetics. I think their naming of the market comes from the Hispanic population that both sells and buys. (I heard lots of Spanish) |
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| A climbing wall for the kids, and a mariachi band for the adults can be found in one corner of the market. The market covers perhaps two square blocks. |
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