Welcome to Mesa Arizona
With but a few days left before I made the move from Tucson up to my dorm room and new “home” of Flagstaff, I was most certainly on a time crunch. There was so much to do and so many people to see that finding time for anything seemed nothing short of impossible. In the attempt to keep myself sane, every night I would go out on a walk or run in the beautiful desert areas surrounding my house without regard for time or light left or tasks to be accomplished when I returned from my excursion. When I ran, I didn’t really pay attention to the little details going on around me, but when I walked, and focused on taking everything in, I noticed so many breathtaking sites and innumerable memories flooded my head.
Arizona Statehood
Some may consider Arizona to be a barren desert wasteland, but as I drive on the freeway and head towards down town Phoenix, I see something different; I see life. There are lights glistening in the landscape, beautiful mountains with hues of purple from the setting sun, and the faint smell of a creosote tree after a light rain. These are just a few things that make Arizona home to me and to the hundreds of people that are settling in this great state every day.