Tombstone

Onward to Phoenix and south through Tucson, then over to the east and drop down to just a few miles north of the Mexican border.  We arrive in Tombstone, Arizona, "The Town Too Tough To Die," just in time to set up our tent. 

We locate our spot in the campgrounds by finding... a tombstone!  That's kinda spooky!



Once the tent is set up, we head into town at dusk to see what's goin' on.  It's about the same size as it was back in the 1800's and the buildings are still original - which makes it so very authentic it almost seems not to be reality.  There are very few folks on the street this Thursday evening - probably very much like it was in the 1800's - but, check this out!  They're in period costume!

I understand that Helldorado is coming up in a couple of days.  But apparently folks around here dress like this a lot, and there are "gunfights" held in the streets every day of the week.  Tourist dollars are the lifeblood of this town.

It's a beautiful evening for a stroll.  I thought our trip to Tombstone would get me away from politics - only to find that the shoot out at the OK Corral was between the Democrat farmers and the Republican townspeople.  This "Union officer" professes to have been a Republican at one time, but now leans to the Democrat side of life.


The sun is not quite down, but the moon shines over Tombstone.  We think it's a marvelous evening!