Tombstone

Dad has always wanted to go to Boothill Graveyard, so we  stopped on our way in to Tombstone. He pointed out all the famous dead people as we walked around. It was hot. We kept asking when we could go eat our picnic lunch. 

Finally, we moved into town and had a much deserved turkey wrap and carrots. And lollipops.

We totally got swindled at the Haunted Hotel.

But the Bird Cage Theatre was cool.

This painting has been shot and stabbed a bunch of times.

Mom has not.

Did I mention it was hot?