DESTINATION: Winslow, Arizona
On our way into Arizona, the first thing we saw was a huge trading post which was supposedly genuine Navajo. It was a bit gaudy but the rock environment was beautiful.
And a little tongue in cheek humor below
We then headed for the Painted Desert which was once upon a time (in the Late Triassic period) actually located where Costa Rica is today, just north of the equator. This is because it was on the southwestern edge of the supercontinent Pangaea, which later separated. The climate was humid and very much a rain forest like the rain forests in Costa Rica today which is so hard to imagine in this arid area where rivers and wash basins are currently all dried up.
Before we left the visitors center, we stopped and talked with an archeologist while she was working on one of the ancient fossils found in this area. It looked kinda like an alligator to me…🤫 (but I didn’t tell her that because she kept calling it a metoposaur.)
Now we start seeing indescribable vistas that are part of the hundreds of thousands of acres known as the Painted Desert of Arizona…
We were able to drive through the park and see all the different vistas…thank goodness or I would have hiked til I dropped because each time you turned around, there was another sight to behold.
Then all of a sudden…the orange, rose, green, pink rock formations disappeared and were replaced by what is called the Blue Mesa.
We finally left this area to drive on to our destination…La Posada in Winslow, another Harvey Hotel where Carl’s grandmother may have traveled in her job as a Harvey Girl. If we only knew!
Arriving at Winslow
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