Also we drove down to Sedona, a town right in the middle of a movie western setting. On the way back, we stopped at a view spot where there were native Americans selling souveniers. I chatted with the women a little and bought a silver ring for Katie, that has butterflies stamped around the band. It is a size 1.75, but still too big for her fingers or even her thumb.

Today we're off on Hwy 66 to the east. If there's time we'll stop at the meteor crater, but we're trying to make 300 miles to Albuquerque tonight, so it'll be a day of a lot of driving.

One of the things I've been looking forward to on our trip east has been driving down old Route 66 and seeing the old motels and tourist traps. I was excited when we finally hit Flagstaff and the old highway. But I've been so disappointed by how little is left. There are some old motels with cool old signs, but so many places have shut down--even places that the books say are open. The road isn't a ghost road--plenty of people are driving on it, even in November. but I guess it's not enough. Here are a couple places that are still there:

the jackrabbit trading post, that has lots of signs with that signature rabbit, getting you ready. That's one thing--trading posts spare no expense on billboard signs.

There are thousands of acres of petrified wood in eastern Arizona, and at least one place that seems to be rolling the pieces together, to capture business.

the reconstructed petrified wood forest also has dinosaurs. Cheese factor=medium high.

On the way out of Flagstaff, we stopped at the big meteor crater. Here is one piece of the meteorite (it may have been 160 feet across originally):