After some hours driving through a dry and, well, kind of boring, landscape we stopped for lunch in Benson, a typical small town, with one main street. We found an "independent" place, and had lunch together with the town´s bureaucrats and old, retired people. I saw a place called Horse Shoe Cafe, try that and tell me about it! ;-)
Benson is probably existing only because it is right at the exit to Tombstone: "The only thing you will find in this city is your tombstone". Hell yeah! Tombstone is the old town of the wild wild west where Doc Holliday and the three Earp brothers decided to put an end to the Carlton gang´s robberies and violence - three bad guys shot dead. We had coffee at Big Nose Kate´s Saloon, Kate was Doc´s girlfriend... Not so many tourists now in January, but I guess this place is packed during the summer. Some old buildings, a lot of buildings that may be old (...) and a lot of people dressed up as saloon girls, sheriff, cowboys... And in the saloon you can take your picture in a coffin(!)
We passed Tucson with the speed of a lightning, but got stucked in rush traffic in Phoenix for a while till we realized that we are (read with a movieteller´s voice) -two people, one car- and therefore can drive in the diamond lane. Pretty hot down in Phoenix, and a lot of palm trees (but no Keith) along the interstate. Out of town, the interstate started to climb higher and higher, our ears were totally confused of all the up´s and down´s there for a while. 40 minutes from Flagstaff, where we are now, we saw snow! Funny. So, here we are, back in winter wonderland, but this time in Arizona.
