The Wild, Wild West...

On Friday, we woke up around 9:30 and got ready to leave for Tombstone. On the way, Jeff stopped for gas. However, he forgot to put his gas cap back on and it isn't connected to a chain or anything, so he had to find a JEEP dealership and buy another one. Then, we stopped for lunch. So, by the time we actually got on the road, more than an hour had been wasted. It was quickly approaching noon.

Jeff had a few other places he wanted to stop, but we decided that we needed to just get to Tombstone because it was about a three hour drive and we were burning daylight.

Some of the places that we stopped to pee were a little sketchy. First, we stopped at a bar and grill place. It was the only place for MILES, and I had to go. Jeff and I walked in and everyone just turned at stared at us. It was dark in there and the bathrooms were disgusting. Walking out, it was the same thing - everyone turned and stared. According to Jeff, all they were missing was a row of motorcycles parked out front and Pee Wee Herman dancing on the bar. :) Very true.

The next place we stopped, the employees were bitching at each other and hardly said two words to Jeff when he was at the counter. Even when he said, "Thank you, ma'am. Have a good day," she continued to bicker. Their bathrooms were worse than the last place. No toilet paper, instead they had a roll of paper towel sitting there and since you can't flush it, they had a wastebasket next to the toilet that was overflowing with paper towels covered with pee and poo. Gross!

So, if you are driving to Tombstone, don't drink a lot because there aren't many places to stop and the ones you find are scary Podunk places that most people would prefer to avoid.

Anyway, we finally got to Tombstone around 3:00. We stopped at the graveyard right away. A lot of people lost their lives in 1881 and 1882 and there were a lot of crosses that just said "unknown" across them.

Next, we went to a gun fight. I had never seen the movie "Tombstone", which I think would have helped me a bit, but I do remember learning about the Earps and such in school. They did a pretty good job, and I was in love with the guy that played Virgil Earp.

Afterward, we toured the actual OK Corral, photography shop, the place that Doc Holliday actually slept, and saw all of these other places and objects from the past that they managed to save. The whole time I was wishing that my dad could have been there.

We got our pictures taken, as you can see above. That was Jason's idea. Embarrassing.

Along the road, they had signs up that that told you who was killed there and when. It was very eerie to be standing in a building that someone was murdered in.

We went to the original Bird Cage Theater. It was featured on an episode of "Ghost Hunters." I believe the lady told us that there were 42 spirits that "resided" there. I may be wrong, though. I didn't see or hear anything, which was unfortunate. That night, however, they were doing a ghost story tour. I would have loved to stay for that, but we had to go.

We were absolutely starving and they insisted that we eat in Tombstone. Everywhere was pretty crowded, though. There was an old man in a wheelchair that suggested we go to "Six Gun City".

We went there and all agreed that McDonald's would've been a much better choice. It took us forever to get our drink orders taken. We ordered our food right away because we were in a hurry. We waited a good hour for our food. I didn't have all of my stuff, Jeff's meat was raw, and Jason's dinner was nothing more than cafeteria food. He couldn't even eat it, it was so gross. The waitress never came back to see how things were, so we sat there awhile. Finally, Jeff had to ask another waitress for our check. Not a good experience. So, if you are in Tombstone and that place is actually still in business, run the other way - fast.

When we got home, the guys put the movie "Tombstone" in. It was actually good, but I fell asleep. It had been a long day. So, I will finish it another day.

I was looking for cute t-shirts for my niece and nephews, but didn't see anything worth buying. Except there was a very fitting shirt for Brendan that said, "Don't worry. I won't let you sleep in." :)

If you are ever in Arizona and enjoy westerns and such, I'd recommend checking it out.