Take it Easy by The Eagles
Sunday - April 6
The lobby of the Hassayampa Had a tough time sleeping and awoke to people arguing in the hall. Our room is small with windows that don’t open and a bathroom the size of a postage stamp! Headed downstairs for coffee & a slice of cinnamon cake then off to Kristy’s (Mr. B’s sister) in Chino Valley. We were told to watch for two red wagon wheels along the Highway, then a large tree & a pink flamingo and bingo we were there. Had a great visit & tour of Kristy’s home & garden. Oh, and I finally got to meet sweet Uli her Shitzu pup who is 13.
Headed through the Dells, an amazing rock formation and headed towards Sedona. Kristy knew of a fun place for lunch, The Hudson. While we were waiting for a table I noticed a woman who looked like our future daughter-in-law’s sister. I texted Monica to see if they happened to be at the same restaurant (out of a thousand) and they were! What a surprise! They were in Sedona celebrating her sister’s 30th birthday along with some other friends who also had a birthday! BTW The Hudson had delicious food, amazing views and a lively atmosphere!
After lunch we headed North to West Oak River Canyon trailhead. Jim & our family came here many years ago to spread his brother’s ashes several miles up the beautiful canyon.
Kristy wanted to see where her brother’s ashes rested and while we couldn’t do the entire trail we headed up the walk and crossed the stream several times before we turned around and headed back home to Kristy’s house. We had a glass of wine and she presented me with some beautiful silver pieces that belonged to their grandmother, Margaret Boole. I am touched.
Mr. B and I headed back to Prescott and our magical elevator. A new musician was playing piano in the bar - Lee Stewart. He was great but just finishing up for the night. We had a glass of wine & ordered what we thought was going to be a light dinner but not so. Again I had a difficult nights sleep. I had heard at the bar that the 4th floor was haunted by….
“A very young bride named Faith Summers who checked into a balcony suite with her much older husband in 1927. According to the story, Faith's husband went out to buy cigarettes and never returned. Faith waited for three days and then took her life in despair” Hummm… not sure I believe in ghosts but there is some kind of vibe going on here but also glad we are not in room 426 where poor Faith hung herself.
Sleep well tonight my friends!
