A sureal evening in Williams, Arizona

Since we had such a fantastic experience at the Cottonwood Inn, we did some research on Bed & Breakfasts near the Grand Canyon. We found one in Williams, Arizona, about 1 hour outside of the Grand Canyon situated on historic Route 66, for a very low price.
Thelma can recall only a few times in her life when she simply could not contain her laughter and walking into the "Bed & Breakfast" in Williams, AZ is now one of them. It didn't help that Louise was crying tears of confusion and hilarity at the situation.

Looks like we're home...in Louise's faint whisper "Oh God, we're going to die..."



Maybe we should not have listened to a James Patterson murderer mystery before entering our room, lined with costumed bears. Needless to say, we slept with mace under our pillows.

Someone found a friend. But he's not real (creepy!)

We did have a delicious, Southern meal at a local diner, with wonderful homemade pies. Louise ordered the rotisserie chicken. Little did she know, it was actually half of a chicken. The waitress then stated, in a joking but still creepy manner, "sweetheart, you gotta eat that whole thing before you leave." Visions of the Cottonwood Inn's chickens swirled through her head.

When checking in, Birdie, yes that was actually her name, asked us with a gruff, kind of haunting voice, "Are ya'll going to the shootout?" I'm sorry, what??? So, we ventured down historic Route 66 until we came upon a couple of cowboys surrounded by what looked like the entire town of Williams, AZ (50 people...)

This video will highlight the randomness we are embracing on this trip.

Remember how we asked each other "where are we?" in Taos? We turned to each other during the shootout, and asked the same question. Although this time, the question had a much different meaning.