Arizona was, as Erik put it, amaze-balls. It was great to see Kevin, Kari, Mykenzie, and Nick after so long, and they made this trip our best vacation ever. Kyle and I already want to move there permanently, but so far, we’re outnumbered by the rest of the Earp clan.
We spent our last full day in Tombstone, and as you would guess, it was awesome. No rain, this time, and we saw pretty much everything – including Boot Hill, which we missed last time.
It’s a particularly solemn place filled with amazing history. Many of the interred were either shot or hanged, and strikingly, many children are buried there. Boot Hill really illuminates the violence and harsh conditions surrounding Tombstone in the late 1800’s…
The kids really liked it, and even if most of them don’t know me as “Wyatt Earp,” sometimes their choice of picture spots is perfect. Like when Kevin wanted a photo near the Gunfighter Hall of Fame.
Or when Julia looks entirely too happy to be sent to jail.
I want to again thank Kevin and Kari for hosting us and showing us the sights. I’m sure they will be ready for another six-person invasion around 2045.
We landed in Philly yesterday afternoon, and while we’re still recovering from the jet lag and the driving. Kevin and I each drove 1,400 miles during our week in AZ, so I never want to drive again.
I have two glorious days off until I return to work, then I can gird my loins for the Democratic National Convention. It should be, um, interesting.