July 13, 2005

Well, we finally or should I say, Mac, finally got us on through wifi and I can catch up on our adventures. I left off at Luchias in Wickiup and then we spent the time in Phoenix with my cousin Marian and her honey, Joe. Their hospitality was so welcoming and we had a good time together. When we left we moved on to Winslow, on Route 66, where we spent the night. The high desert has become more of the low grass and chaparral type with miles in either direction, and the mesas in the near and far distance of the southwest. Calming terrain that I like driving through although I recognize not everyone would like this. In Winslow we had dinner at Bojos, which I recommend and met a waitress who had moved there four years ago from Anaheim - yes, another California transplant. Her husband had gotten a chef position at the refurbished La Posada Hotel and she moved with him. Population in the four years since she arrived grew from 8,000 to 14,000. Remarkable growth going on in Arizona. AT the restaurant we were able to order sopapilla - yes if you haven't had this with honey you are missing a great treat. We had several and left stuffed and happy. Even Tim.
The following morning we went into town to do some photography of wall murals, the statue of the man with a guitar, and other things we came upon before leaving. Some of you may remember the song Standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona, or something like that. The waitresses in our breakfast place had t-shirts reading standing on the corner, the motto of Winslow on Route 66.
Our waitress here and I discussed tattoos as she had one and I showed her mine.