(Edited to add: 1) Sorry for such a long post!Â I’m planning to get back on the blog-once-a-day thingÂ November and 2) CarolÂ wonÂ the March of Dimes Walk prize -Â I still don’t know exactly what the prize will be, though I haveÂ a couple of ideas, plus I know that Eva was planning to donate a prize, so there might be another drawing!)Â
I’m constantly amazed at how many places have wireless internet access now.Â My niece-in-law and I are staying inÂ a close-to-dirt-cheap hotel on the Historic Route 66 in Kingman, Arizona and I’m able to blog about our trip and the March of Dimes walk thanks to the hotel having wireless internet access.
Anyhoo… this weekend has been so fantastically spastic, that I’ve decided to call it spastastic.Â We drove up yesterday and discovered that there isn’t a whole hell of a lot between Phoenix and Kingman except for a small town called Wikieup.Â This is one of those towns that if you blink you miss it, and we were starving.Â After passing a few places that made me prefer starvation over eating, we stopped at this bizarre little burger type of joint.Â The food was surprisingly good, but the bizarre thing about it is that the entire place is covered in grafitti.Â On-purpose grafitti.Â I guarantee that there are people who are going to read about this and say “I’ve been there!”Â Anyway, before we headed back on the road, my niece made her mark
and then I made mine.
We only had a ballpoint pen, so it’s a bit tough to read, but it says “Keep on Knittin!” and I signed it Nan and the Yarn Mobile.Â See the car in the background?Â That’s my Yarn Mobile!
Ok, so after another hour or so in the car, we finally arrived.
We didn’t do too much after getting into town except a little shopping and getting some dinner.Â Oh, and did I mention that the shopping took place at… a yarn shop?!?
No pics of the merchandise, but I got some Green Mountain Spinnery cotton/wool yarn (in violet)Â and some superwash merino/alpaca roving (in a kind of heathered grey).
That was Friday.Â In all honesty, while the day was long, it wasn’t actually spastic.Â Today, however…
We got up bright and early and made to the park for the March of Dimes walk.Â We had scoped out the park last night, soÂ we knew exactly where to go.Â Well, we thought so anyway.Â We got to the park and there were no signs and no sign of March of Dimes people anywhere.Â We eventually found out that the walk was starting out on the opposite side of the park.Â Once we saw the ramada, I suppose we should have know.
I mean, this screams March of Dimes Walk HERE, doesn’t it?Â The registration started at 8am, and the walk was supposed to start at 9am.Â After it took about five minutes for all 10 of us to get registered, we sat around for a bit.Â And we sat around some more.Â Finally, the organizers told us to just go ahead and start walkng.Â Only problem was that the people who were volunteering at the rest stops weren’t expecting us yet, so the first few stops didn’t have anyone around.Â The walk itself was ok.Â It certainly wasn’t the uplifting, motivating walk that the 3 Day walk was, but we did find some sidewalk grafitti that gave us some encouragement.
It says something about Kingman when you realize that they can’t even spell swear words correctly.
Since the walk was over around 11am, after a brief nap and shower, we headed back out into the town.Â We discovered that they were having a small festival and not only was an alpaca ranch owner there with someÂ yarn and rovingÂ (I managed to keep my wallet in check and leave without buying anything), I saw a baby kangaroo in a stroller.
I’m telling you, this has been the most spastastic trip I’ve ever been on.