Mission San Xavier del Bac |
It happened like this. Bob Nylander and I had arrived at Tucson Airport, and we went to the Budget car rental, where I'd reserved a vehicle. Our agent was named Natalia, although Bob thinks it was Bernadette or something. Neither one of us has the eyes of a 20-year old, so it might have been either or neither, but then she wasn't 20 anymore, either, so perhaps she answers to both names. Anyway. |
| More or less just to pass the time, I asked about any local sites worth our time. "Oh," she said, "You must see San Xavier. It's nearby, and you can stop on your way into town." Bob politely noted that he was tired, but that we might get to it some day. "No, you'll go now," she assured us. Checking her watch, she said, "Besides, it's lunch time, and you can have fried bread tacos, which are made right there in front of the church." |
