RogersSpring 2015

Route 66, Flagstaff, Arizona:  We approached Flagstaff on fumes.  The snow capped mountain at the end of the road lured us.  We just had an hour  and a half more to go and it seemed to last forever.  We finally arrived at 2 pm.  The orginal RV campground I had picked during my online search ended up being a slummy trailer park.  We quickly rode to the other side of town to a trusy Kampground of America and parked our butts for two days.  

After our scenic roll through Arizona, you'll see some photos at the end that are of some note.  I had an important phone call to make so I slipped into the nearest phone booth.  That's right kids, this box is called a "phone both" and we used to use them for changing into Superman and for actually making phone calls, pre-cellular.  Crazy huh?

So why did I have to make this important phone call in a prehistoric phone booth?  Well, while we were rolling on I40 through Arizona, it seems that what I originally thought was a remnent invisilble tornado, but turned out to be a SUV in front of us, apparently kicked up a Arizona desert rock and dashed it against our windsheild.  I heard it but didn't see a crack because it was behind the rear view mirror.  We discovered the next day while we were visiting Old Town Flagstaff, that the crack was growing exponentionally.  So I quickly jumped into the nearest phone both and asked SIRI if she could find me a glass shop.  With in a moment she found us one and they would be able to come to the KOA and install on Tuesday, our last day in Flagstaff.  While we're out a few more bucks, we're stoked that we could get it done with out disrupting out travels.  I still think a tornado had something to do with it.