Confessions of a Reformed Marching Band Geek

Crazy Vacation Post: Finally Free!

So after two days with the family, Mr Grumpy finally got tired of me throwing a hissy fit every morning, flopping myself around, refusing to go, threatening to say what I REALLY think instead of putting on my good-girl facade… or he just wanted to get our day started before mid-afternoon and told his family that we were going to explore on our own on Thursday. Hooray!

We drove up to Jerome, AZ (which for some reason I keep calling by the wrong name). It used to be a mining town, then was a ghost town, and now is a little artist nook. We aren’t really artsy, but thought it sounded like fun. Jerome is tucked up in the side of a mountain so there was a lot of walking on an incline all day. One of our biggest challenges on vacation was that almost NOTHING opened before 10:00 every morning. We are early birds. We like to get up, get out, and get back early. We are not a couple who eats dinner late (we aren’t elderly, but we do like eating early if there’s a deal. Don’t judge us. We’re cheep) or stays up all hours of the night. I start dragging by about 9:00 every evening and am in bed if Mr Grumpy isn’t home. But I digress.

We got to Jerome around 9:30 that morning so we found a winery that was serving awesome coffee (Caduceus Cellars) and loitered on some comfy couches while we waited for the rest of the shops to open. We found a charming kaleidoscope shop (Nellie Bly), a quirky artist or two, and a hot sauce shop that can make your mouth numb for weeks (we shipped a box home).

My favorite find is this little sculpture we purchased from an artist selling her creations in the park. Too cute!

10100_4018097527172_523214613_nWe ate a quick and yummy lunch and visited an old mine shaft on our way back into town to check out some other little shops.
Oh yeah. How could I forget Mr Grumpy’s favorite part? So I mentioned a while ago that he has this thing about Big Foot, but I don’t remember if I mentioned that he also loves shows about ghost hunters and aliens (all of which made Arizona a perfect vacation spot for him). In Jerome is a hotel which was previously a hospital (according to the chamber of commerce, only six people died while it was being built) which, of course, had a psychiatric wing and is supposedly haunted. He honestly couldn’t wait to get up there. It was the first thing he mentioned when we got there, what he mentioned to EVERY shop keeper along the way, and all he could talk about until we got him up to the hotel. He was obsessed! We didn’t see anything, but there is a weird vibe to the building (not as strong as another one we were in, but weird all the same). They let us walk around the first floor (which is super tiny) and invited us to have lunch there (which we decided against). Kind of a let down after all of the hype. Mr Grumpy has decided that the next time we go to the Sedona area we are going to stay there for the night. Great. I don’t see a lot of sleeping going on in a haunted hotel!
Anyway, we enjoyed our free day. It was nice to just walk and look at things even if I had to hear about ghosts all day! Yay us!
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