Standing on a Corner Down in Winslow Arizona

I think I am now on a mission to title every other post with song lyrics. Just so you know.
I haven’t actually stood on any corners in Arizona yet, though. After our Hair-Raising Adventure, which cannot be described with thumbs alone and must therefore wait until I reach the New House (hint: it involves vomit, plane tickets, and a pack of junkyard dogs), all I could do was deposit us in this hotel, which has plenty of corners but not the kind you stand on.
I suppose I should be glad we made it 2,417 miles before anyone threw up in the car.
Before that, though: Loretto Chapel (breathtaking despite the touristy entrance fee), Sandia Crest, and the NW NM visitor’s Center (possibly the cleanest bathroom in America and a cool video on volcanoes).

10 thoughts on “Standing on a Corner Down in Winslow Arizona”

  1. isn’t there a song about junkyard dogs, too? Maybe instead of writing books, you could start writing song lyrics — especially after this trip!
    Hang in there — you’re almost to the Ocean….

  2. Vomit in the car. My car-sick son does that sometimes. Oh, Blech, blech, blech! You need Febreeze and lots of it. Blech!

  3. Oh dear! I hope things calm down. Loretto Chapel with the Staircase? It’s a shame it’s a touristy place now…but I really want some day to see that. It made such an impression on my mother when she saw it as a young girl.

  4. It’s a line from a Jim Croce song: “…bad, bad, Leroy Brown, baddest man in the whole [dang] town. Badder than old King Kong, meaner than a junkyard dog.”

  5. I think you’ve all done very well making that long of a trek. Just think if you had five children who all had major car sickness. 🙂

  6. California, here (you) come! We’re super excited to finally meet you all in person! God bless you on this final leg of the journey.

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