The day after the night before
12.02.2008 - 12.02.2008 15 °C
It was 1pm by the time Sue felt well enough to start her vacation hahaha.
First stop was to return my vest and shirt that was a quick job as we knew where it was we had to go this time. Then we called into Sizzlers to see if Rosa was there to show her some of the photos. Unfortunately she had not started her shift so we had a little light lunch and then decided to go for a drive.
By this time Sue was feeling a little better but I was feeling a little worse. Not in the head but in the stomach. Oh well Sue suffered it like a trooper hehehe. We ended up driving through Cottonwood then onto an old mining town named Jerome.
By the time we arrived at Jerome we where quite high up and the views were stunning. Sue spotted a real Kodak moment too. Outside one of the houses were 2 sets of 3 bras in red white and blue together with a notice “Support Hillary”.
Obviously a Hillary Clinton fan hahaha. Then we were into Jerome proper.
It looked really nice but because it was on a hill side and the streets so narrow by the time we spotted somewhere to park we had past it. Oh well we thought we’ll call in on the way back. Then it was onwards and upwards. Higher and higher we went and then we hit the snow. Very strange as the roads were clear and it wasn’t cold. We could not resist taking more photos and have a little snow ball fight. We’re all kids inside or is it being senile once you hit 50? Hahaha
Time to get in the car again and carry on driving. We didn’t know where we were aiming for when we set off as this day was just going to be a relaxing day after the wedding but then we saw signs for Prescott and remembered that was where the other British contingency stopped off for lunch on the Sunday. Well the drive along the 89 was really nice and even going across the Prescott Valley was special. Valleys in the UK are what the Americans would probably call ditches compared to the size of valleys there hahaha. Just before we got to Prescott we came a cross a shunt on the other carriageway with the police in attendance. Don’t know what happened as the road was so straight. Anyway we thought this may be a problem on his way back as the queue of traffic seemed to go on for miles. Hmmm I digress. Now we are at Prescott. It wasn’t as we expected but then we didn’t know what to expect but from what we saw it was just an ordinary town just like Cottonwood. So after all those extra miles we turned round and headed back to the 89. But Sue did have a little treat. She saw her 1st proper street in Arizona that had houses with front gardens. Hahaha.
By the time we got to where the shunt had happened it had all cleared but then we heard on the local radio that there was a hold up on the 89. Wait a minuet!! That was the one we saw earlier. We were tempted to phone the radio station in “Kaaaatenwooood “ (as they pronounced it) and tell them that the Brits would give them a proper traffic report.
Going back over the mountains to Jerome was very beautiful because as the sun was going down the colours became much richer so we had to take more photos. We just managed to get to Jerome before the sun went down completely. And being my normal self I took a detour up to the old Silver/copper mine. I thing a 4x4 might have been more suited to the small hire car we had but then it was a HIRE car ;o) hehehe. After the bumps dust and pot holes we arrived at what looked like a shanty town. But there wasn’t much going on apart from a donkey coming over to the car. So back a long the 4x4 road and into Jerome Once known as the wickedest town in the west, hehehe It’s a mile up and I think there was some reference to the mile high club at one of the hotels there. We had a little wander round and wished we had stopped earlier before it got dark and the majority of the places closed for the evening.
But we still had our wander and found a bar/restaurant for a diet coke before setting off again for Sedona. Driving back wasn’t as exciting, but maybe Sue would agree to differ as I think she was a little worried about the mountain roads at night. But we got back to Sedona grabbed a pizza and retired to our motel to watch TV and NOT have a whiskey that night.