And this is what we woke up to today. You know what they say "Red sky at morning, sailor take warning." Oiy vey.
After a delightful breakfast at West Side Lilo's in Seligman (which I highly recommend), we hit the streets. The temp you ask? A frosty 4°.
Even in snow, cars still needed to be repaired.
Deliveries had to be made.
And cars still lined up at the pumps for gas.
How appropriate, the Snow Cap Drive-In.
We ran out of Route 66 about 17 miles east of Seligman. Looking west on I-40.
We landed in Williams, Gateway to the Grand Canyon.
And what better way to earn a little extra cash than to stay at the Red Garter, originally one of the better brothels in town.
The road to the Grand Canyon.
Still traveling by horse and buggy.
Home to the Polar Express, the train arrives at the station.
Christmas trees lined the streets.
And angels lined the pathways.