You will probably be wishing by now that we would move on...soon, soon. So I wake up on Thursday morning and lo and behold my depression has lifted. That is until Beth DRAGGED me to Old Tucson. Let me count...she made me go to Smokey the Bear, gravesite and all. Didn't like it. I made her go to Arcosanti. She didn't like it. Then her turn again..Old Tucson. Need I say how I felt about it? For those who don't know, and I certainly didn't care, Old Tucson is a film set. The buildings were okay, but the re-enactments? Gag me with a spoon!
This was the Saloon and Dance Hall.
The dancers and interior.
The shootout. Honestly, I couldn't stay. I left Beth sitting on a haybale, her eyes wide with excitement.
The she had to go on the train. She had reverted to age 6 by this time.
Beth hanging the wash. I'm so glad ONE of us was having a good time.
The interior of one of the cabins. They still make movies here. We had come the day before and they were filming. If you are a fan of Westerns you would have recognised many of the buildings.
Me having pizza. Incidentaly, one of the best veggie pizzas I'd ever had. Sorry about this post Beth. This was the best part of the whole day!