We neglected to post the photos of me standing on a corning in Winslow, Arizona. I'll save that for my post that sums up the whole trip. But, on this particular day, our entire trip seemed to consist of running from one town from the song to the next.
On the stretch between Flagstaff and Kingman, Gwen took the wheel for a while again. We made two stops along the way: One in Seligman and another at Grand Canyon Caverns.
Seligman was a town along Route 66 that was championed by two brothers, one who ran an ice cream shop, and another who had a barber shop more or less next door. The ice cream shop is called Snow Cap and it is super-eclectic in its design elements. Behind the shop are such things as a fire truck, a dog house with a (fake) corpse in it, a set of outhouses with the words "Air Conditioned" on them, and humorous signs covering everything. We each had a malt. Gwen had a Root Beer Freeze Malt. I stuck with Butterscotch. Neither of us had the "Dead Chicken" that was listed on the menu and the building itself.
The barber shop is still operational. Angel (the barber brother) was giving someone a straight-edged razor shave while we were there. We weren't there for trims ourselves, just the gift shop.
Next was Grand Canyon Caverns. It was the appointed place where we were to switch drivers, so we weren't really there for many of their attractions (i.e. Ghost tours, caverns, dinosaurs). We did stop for 9 holes of mini-golf on what very well may be the hardest putt-putt course I've ever played. Also... It was guarded by dinos! Fun!
The final stop of the night, before heading to our hotel, was in Kingman. We had dinner at a diner called Mr. D'z. It was named for Andy Devine (as was the town's main street). Upon doing some research, we discovered that he played many roles in westerns back in the day, and to us was the voice of Friar Tuck in the Disney Animated "Robin Hood". The food was good. The service was ridiculously slow.
One other thing about the stop. This is the only place we found a Saguaro cactus along our entire drive. Now, granted, the bit between Kingman and Needles, CA was driven in pitch black darkness due to how long dinner took, but as far as I know, there is only one Saguaro Cactus in all of Arizona, and it is in Kingman, next to their Parole Board's building.
We neglected to post the photos of me standing on a corning in Winslow, Arizona. I'll save that for my post that sums up the whole trip. But, on this particular day, our entire trip seemed to consist of running from one town from the song to the next.
On the stretch between Flagstaff and Kingman, Gwen took the wheel for a while again. We made two stops along the way: One in Seligman and another at Grand Canyon Caverns.
Next was Grand Canyon Caverns. It was the appointed place where we were to switch drivers, so we weren't really there for many of their attractions (i.e. Ghost tours, caverns, dinosaurs). We did stop for 9 holes of mini-golf on what very well may be the hardest putt-putt course I've ever played. Also... It was guarded by dinos! Fun!
The final stop of the night, before heading to our hotel, was in Kingman. We had dinner at a diner called Mr. D'z. It was named for Andy Devine (as was the town's main street). Upon doing some research, we discovered that he played many roles in westerns back in the day, and to us was the voice of Friar Tuck in the Disney Animated "Robin Hood". The food was good. The service was ridiculously slow. 
The trek between Albuquerque, NM and Holbrook, AZ was certainly event filled.
Up next was Gallup, New Mexico. You may know of it from the song "Route
66". We stopped in town to check out the murals that are on many of
the buildings. 
Awaking in Albuquerque was wonderful. It was going to be a busy day. And we started it off in at the National Museum of Nuclear Science and History. Awe is the only word I have for standing within inches of ICBM missiles, a replica of Little Boy, and documentation of the history that passed between WWII & today. It was fascinating.
Albuquerque, NM was the goal for the end of the night, and we made it with just enough time to head for our final baseball game of the trip. This was a Triple-A battle between the Albuquerque Isotopes and the El Paso Chihuahuas. This experience was wonderful. The ball game was good. The entertainment was great. It was like attending a Saint Paul Saints game in a bigger stadium with players who will be in the majors soon.
Random odd things: The outfield has a hill incorporated into it. Center field has a relatively steep rise about 5 yards before the warning track. We attended on Piggy Bank Night. So, Gwen and I each have an Isotopes bank now. The Tortilla Burger (Hamburger, green chiles, and cheese wrapped in a tortilla) was amazing! It was super-windy during the game, and there were a handful of rain drops, but only enough to make us wonder if it was planning on raining for real. Mostly the rain brought dust with it.
