Last week I had the pleasure of heading down to the wild south west of the USA, near Phoenix (Arizona) to be exact to have a look at rather interesting bits of machinery. The flight out was direct from Heathrow and took nearly 12 hours from take-off to clear customs. I can't believe that they only had three booth's open in customs to serve a jumbo jet with nearly 400 people on board!


The high street in the small town we stayed in could have been taken from a western movie set, with small saloons and cacti bordering the, less than, main road. Roll up the tarmac and tie up your horse, it really could have been 1851 not 2011. There was quite a lot going on for a sleepy town, but at the heart of it was still the rodeo and the cowboy way of life (oh and the fast food outlets...), evident in the trucks driving around branded with stickers and the leather shops selling boots, stetsons and saddles.
Although the trip was short, only 5 days in total, we had a great time and a big thank you to our hosts for looking after us so well. At the moment I can't really say too much more about what we were doing but who knows maybe in the future there will be an opportunity to let you all into the little secret! Watch this space....
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