Today has been a day of many adventures. Leaving Kingman, Arizona, we had heard tales of the next city on route 66, a town by the name of Seligman. We were sort of amazed at the rather shabby, downtrodden nature of Kingman, so hearing the residents of this town speak somewhat highly of it, we were eager to see what was awaiting us. A few crash course laps of stickshift driving in the motel parking lot, and we were off.
We started the day at Denny's where I had a delicious bacon and avocado breakfast burrito and Bill had the Grand Slam. We spent a healthy amount of time writing postcards, myself endlessly amused by the stockpiles of really old and cheesy ones I'd picked up in Kingman (by the way, if you are reading this, and want a postcard email me at brandonpeck@gmail.com with your address and I will send one to you. I have like 30 more). Bill drove to Seligman, and it might be the most depressing place I've seen so far. Totally run down, seemingly only about 4 blocks long, and most of the stores were closed up or long gone.
I took over driving and we hopped back onto I-40 from 66 and headed east. The drive up 64 towards the Grand Canyon was really pretty, and Bill told me about a virus called Sudden Oak that has been killing a lot of Oak trees in the US lately. I couldn't help think about how good of a band name that would be as we passed by hundreds of trees that seemed to have been choked to death. The snow had sort of crept into the scenery from the point we'd left Kingman, but by now it was almost a foot deep on both sides, and by the time we hit the Canyon, it was everywhere. We have a lot of great pics from the trip today, but we still haven't gotten a cord to put them on the computer yet. Tomorrow, I promise!
We did our thing for a short while, myself revisiting my trip on CBR two years ago, and drove around the park for a bit before heading off in pursuit of Flagstaff. We got into town about 6pm and went out looking for music stores. Bill and I went record shopping, then got a few drinks in honor of his birth, and then dinner (he wasn't too excited about his food, but I was very pleased). Afterwards, we went to what appeared to be an Irish pub with pool tables, but ended up being a college bar full of obnoxious d-bags (sorry mom!). Richmond friends, picture Tiki Bobs, but worse. A few games to prove how awful I am at the sport and we decided to call it a night.
Tomorrow we set off to Albuquerque, New Mexico, and it looks like it will be a looooong drive, so I'm off to bed. Pictures tomorrow!
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