Tombstone

On Saturday, before my co-worker, Mike, drove me all over creation so I could run the race, we made a trip out to Tombstone with our other co-worker, Steve.

Seeing as how Tombstone is one of my top favorite movies of all time, I was kinda excited.

Tombstone is a super small town filled with cute little cafés and shops that sell anything old west or anything with “I’m your Huckleberry” written on it. It’s about 35 minutes from Sierra Vista and the home of the world’s largest rose bush.

Yep.

You read that right.

As exciting as I’m sure it is to see in person, I passed on that five dollar opportunity.

Tombstone is also the home what is probably the world’s last collection of previously viewed VHS tapes for sale, if anyone is interested.

We walked around for a bit and checked out a bunch of the shops. Steve posed with things and made random friends.

Steve made us take that picture twice so he could stand to the side and look skinner. That is some impressive hand-on-hip action there and he’s not even a blogger.

Tombstone is what made Wyatt Earp and Doc Holiday famous. Or maybe they made Tombstone famous? Either way, it was the site of the shoot out at the O.K. Corral.

Mike and I only spent about an hour in town since we had to head to Tucson, but Steve stayed and checked out some of the museums, the rose bush, and the gunfight show they had going on at 11:30. (Is it just me or should they have scheduled that at noon? High noon shoot out? Come on. They are missing a prime advertising opportunity there.)

If I had more time, I would have definitely checked out the Buffalo burgers, taken one of the horse-drawn carriage tours to learn some history, and visited the Boothill Graveyard where Lester Moore was buried.

A lot of the people in town were dressed up in old West clothes, which was really cool. Can you see them standing in the streets?

I wish there were more tourists around that day because that would be some good people watching.

Just before we left, I found a swing set which entertained me more than it should have.

I even got the boys to swing.

That might have to be our new company photo.

Mike and I left for Tucson and Steve stayed and got his nerdy tourist self on for three hours. For the record, I did see Steve’s picture of the rose bush and it was really big. Like, tree big.

Oh, I checked out the Chamber of Commerce site and if you’re interested, you can get married in Tombstone too. Too bad they’re so stingy with the rules.