Monday, June 8, 2009

Hoofin' it on Route 66

In order to stay in the wigwams, we had to backtrack a bit, which was good, because we got a taste of some Route 66 sights in the daytime. After the rainstorm in Sedona, we drove through Flagstaff, which looked a bit like an old coal mining town, it was dark and dreary, maybe just from the rain, but allow me to make a claim. The historic downtown actually more resembled a large train depot. We were impressed, but pressed for time. 

The day we headed to the Grand Canyon was divine - look at that sky! I hope that picture enlarges because these were the most cartoonish expanse of clouds I've ever seen. Then we all got to sit on the Jackrabbit.
Call me what you will, but I actually do like some Eagles songs. In fact I LOVE "Take it Easy" because I realized one day, many, many years ago that I knew all of the words to a song I'd never thought much about, but to which I related deeply. I've always got at least 7 women on my mind, four that want to own me, two that want to stone me and one that says she's a friend of mine. Granted I have difficulty "taking it easy." But that's not exactly what the song's about. It's more about 2 things, things I can relate to: 1. enjoying experiences in the moment since, you know, shit never happens twice, and 2. when getting all worked up about dudes or my million other problems, driving is a wonderful mind-clearing activity. 

Anyway, Jackson Browne and Glen Frey wrote into the lyrics of this song about a corner in Winslow, AZ, and that is where we stopped next. There's no building behind that wall, it's just a wall, and there's the stature of JB or GF. This town was sadly, sort of a ghetto, with a strong Native population and a few gift shops devoted to the song.  
I then needed to pick up a prescription, and Flagstaff is a mid-sized town, so we swung by the CVS. Then we ate in Williams at someplace called Goldie's Route 66 Diner. The diner was - oh, God, I hate to say it, but I must - a white trash haven. The town is cute and made for tourists, with it's Route 66 loop. We didn't have time, but I would have gotten very sauced in this joint, I can promise you that. 

1 comment:

farrahflave said...

awwww... the eagles are prophets.