Anyone who visits Tucson and likes miniatures should go to the The Mini Time Machine Museum of Miniatures. They had doll houses from other countries, the 1800's till now, a tree with mini fairy rooms in the knot holes, stores, castles and ranch houses. I loved it. When you can look into a a tiny luxury hotel room and see bobby pins and rollers 1 centimeter in length on the dressing table with an attached a tiled bathroom, you can't help but be in awe of the workmanship, patience, and the attention to detail. They have a summer camp program for children that I would have loved to participate in.
On the way to our nieces house is a junk yard of planes. I mean everything from commercial jets to junked USCG helicopters. It's the first one I have ever seen and it is huge. There is also an Air Force base of parked planes, hundreds and hundreds of them all lined up by category. They range from troop carriers to small spy planes. It is an amazing sight to see. The Pima Plane Museum is here too. It has several buildings housing planes and acres of the surrounding area filled with parked planes. If planes are your thing you'd be in plane heaven.
The wind is gone and we must prepare to leave Tucson. The truck is the dirtiest it has ever been and needs to be washed along with the windows and steps on the trailer. We need to fuel up and go to the post office with our Indiana tax form envelope. I know there is a huge pass through the mountains on the way to Las Cruces that I must endure. Best to keep busy and not think about it.