First attempt

As this is my very first blog it should probably be something profound, but this is as profound as I can get: Don't feed wild donkeys carrots.

Our latest adventure was to a ghost town in Oatman, Arizona.This was an old mining town that became a ghost town when the mines went dry and the miners left behind their donkeys that eventually became wild.  While staying at a resort in Lake Havasu, I was told this would be a great trip to visit the donkeys and bring carrots to feed them, as they love carrots. 

...nobody told me how excited they would get when they see said carrots. The first two donkeys loved the carrots. So much so that at the sight of the very last carrot, they suddenly became aggressive and started chasing me.  I tried to run, fell down, hit my head on the pavement and spent the rest of the afternoon in the Emergency room getting a cat scan.  Luckily, I have a hard head and there was no permanent damage. 

I will leave out the picture of the goose-egg on forehead as it would gross you out.   Needless to say, I have been the butt of donkey jokes ever since the incident.  My eye turned black as did the side of my face.  I wore dark glasses for the next two weeks.  My husband was going to get a tee shirt made that said, "I didn't do this to her" for him and a tee shirt for me that said, "I'm clumsy".  My daughter bought me a little donkey magnet for my refrigerator.  My new name is "Babalooe" from the "Quick draw McGraw cartoon" (the little donkey sidekick).  My husband says I'm not allowed to feed any animals on vacation, not even fish...
We left the next day for Avila Beach where we checked into the San Luis Bay Inn for the next week.  When I get these last minute deals ($50 for the week) I never know what to expect but this vacation was amazing.

 This is the view from our balcony suite of the San Luis Bay.  The suite was about 900 sq feet and decorated exquisitely, huge master bedroom with walk in closet, two full bathrooms and a fully equipped kitchen.

  We spent New Years Eve here and as we left the San Joaquin Valley to get away from the fog, we had five days of glorious sun.  An absolute must during a visit to Avila Beach is a one day trip to Solvang.  Solvang is a little dutch town complete with windmills, shopping to die for, not to mention the Swedish bakeries with their delicious pastries. 

I hope you enjoyed my first blog.  Stay tuned and I will tell you little secrets how you too can "TRAVEL ON A SHOESTRING"....

Happy Blogging

Bev