It was time to get moving again, and I was headed to Santa Fe to see a friend who’d moved there from Knoxville. My first stop was Winslow Arizona. Here is the obligatory picture of me standing on a corner.
For better or worse, I didn’t see any women in American-made pickup trucks reducing their speed to be better able to see me.
Oh, and here’s the corner where you’re supposed to take that picture.
Earlier in the day I saw an animal in the snow.
That night I stayed in a crappy hotel. I’m not quite sure why I didn’t just park on the street somewhere.
Here are some more Winslow pics. There’s really not much to Winslow, and if not for the Eagles, there wouldn’t be much reason to go.
Editor’s Note: Well, that’s not quite true. As I have been reminded, or perhaps told, Jackson Browne, not The Eagles, wrote “Take It Easy.” So it’s really Mr. Browne that convinced me to go to Winslow.