If you have been reading for awhile, you know about my little mishap in Missouri , so it is good to know that I did know Phoenix is the capital of Arizona, and I knew while I was in Phoenix I had to go see it.
I want to see all 50 capitals, and needless to say I have a long way to go, but life is all about the adventures and you gotta start somewhere…
I will keep this post short and sweet, because it was a very very quick visit, but I did learn that Arizona has the “old capital” and the “new capital” right next to each other. (at least this what a man told me, for all I know he could be bat sh*t crazy) The old building is now a museum. If you are ever located in Phoenix, go check it out. It is very simple and quick to get too.
After exploring Tombstone & underground caves, it was time to head back to Phoenix, everyone was hungry, so we wanted to find somewhere to eat.
It is no secret how much I love my Roadside America app, so when I searched places to eat in Phoenix Bill Johnson’s Big Apple came up.
So we figured why not, and tried it out.
The place is themed and unique and overall worth it. We have a great time and the food is not too shabby. Coming from Texas we are picky about our BBQ, not the best but far from the worst I have ever had.
As my brother said, you can’t get good BBQ normally out of Texas but this comes pretty close 😉
Ever in Phoenix and want to give it a try yourself?
It is located at:
3757 E Van Buren St,
Phoenix, AZ 85008
Note: For some reason the camera was programmed to show the date (the wrong date mind you) so sorry about that 🙂
When we decided to go to Arizona to visit my mother, she immediately went into planning mode, which I don’t mind, except when I heard…
Hey kids, we are going to go explore caves while you are here.
umm come again?
I consider myself someone that is open to most adventures, except sky diving, but when my mother told me about the proposed cave idea. I was nervous.
I don’t really care for descending into a cave, as all I can think about is an earthquake hitting, and rocks crumbling all around me, and then I have to scream for help that will never come… needless to say it really makes my heart rate escalate.
So after Tombstone (which I was VERY excited about) it was time to go to this cave.
We drove to Kartchner Caverns, which is a state park of Arizona, arrived early so that allowed me to explore prior to entering the cave and also gave me a chance to calm down while I learned all about the history behind the caves.
The history behind the caves is a good one, here is the 411:
Two cavers, found a narrow crack in the bottom of a sinkhole, and then they followed the crack/air source into cave passages. They continued exploring the caves and managed to keep this a secret for 10 years and then after a bunch of legal mumba jumba, voila! we are allowed to explore the caves.
That is the very amended short story, but I am a girl that always loves a good secret, and keeping something like that a secret, is incredible to me. I am also worried I will butcher a very good story, so for the sake of ruining it…
You can read all about the history of the caves <a href=”http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kartchner_Caverns_State_Park”>HERE</a>
Sadly taking pictures on the actual tour is not allowed.
There are two rooms you can visit. The Throne Room & the Big Room.
We visited the Throne Room, sadly the Big Room was going to open exactly two days after we visited, but as bats like to make a habitat in the big room from Spring to mid October it was not quite time to open the room for the public to visit
If you are able to ever go to Kartchner Caverns… Go. You will not be disappointed. I promise.
Also for those of you that are worried about earth quakes like I am… apparently if you are going to have to live through an earthquake, the best place to be is in a cave.
The past couple of days I have been revisiting my time I spent at Tombstone in October
I saved my favorite part for last.
I learned a few things, while I was exploring Boothill Graveyard.
1. Boothill is the highly common name, for the burial ground for gunslingers, as they literally “died with their boots on”
2. There is a similiar graveyard in South Dakota & Kansas, and I now know I must go, morbid I know.
3. Actual names on tombstones, are not common. I can’t tell you how many times I read China Man, Stranger, Unknown or Jewish Immigrant. Clearly they were not P.C in the old west. Times have changed.
Here are the pics from the day, sadly I have lost some of the pictures I took, and I am trying to locate them, hopefully they will turn up and I will add them on my facebook page, because believe me, you have to see these tombstones to believe it.
Here are the pics, enjoy!
You can mail yourself a post card from the gift shop at boothill. It is kinda fun receiving a post card, sent from tombstone!