30/8/22 Up to Flagstaff

 There isn’t too much to write about or show today, I drove from Tucson to Flagstaff, had a bit of a drive around and had some dinner. 

Breakfast is pretty good at the hotel, it changes each day - today was scrambled eggs, bacon and French toast. Thankfully they didn’t drench it in cinnamon and syrup beforehand. The fascination with sweet things for breakfast is beyond me.

THre are some truely weird hills around Tucson, mostly due to volcanic eruptions around 70 million years ago.  New Zealand is only about 23 million years old so they’ve had far more time to get creative.

A quick collection of clips from the drive that is bugging my OCD because the iMovie app put together the clips out of order so I’m arriving at the hotel in the middle of the video. 

I could actually mount the GoPro to the windscreen today without it melting because for the first time I wasn’t headed towards the sun - heading North instead of East.

The Hotel view - Flagstaff is a bit more treey than my earlier stops, and quite high up at 7000ft.

Must like buying tyres and petrol. And have a small penis.

Dinner was at a place called the Cornish Pasty which didn’t really have an English theme, but the food was mainly pastys and other English delights such as mushy peas and baked beans. The music was pretty good with some great 80s and 90s English songs from Stone Roses, The Cult and a bunch of one hit wonder rock songs. I got to sit in the tree shaded outside area and it was so nice being outside without feeling like I was in an oven.

Here we have a water, lemonade and a Mother Road Observe & Protect golden pale ale.  The lemonade was great, and the waitress had made it herself.  We then agreed that it was very confusing that the US calls this lemonade but the rest of the world doesn’t have it and this caused a bit of confusion and spitting of drinks when she tried a shandy as described by an English customer (beer and lemonade is very different in England and the US)

My first wings of the trip, reheated in an oven but still really good.  And I didn’t get sauce on my shirt.

The main event, a “Cornish” pasty with garlic and cheese mashed potato. A shame they used that awful orange cheese that seems to be so popular here.

Tomorrow it’s off to the Grand Canyon so there might be one or two scenic photos from that.