Old Flagstaff

The historic district is a few square blocks on Route 66. There are modern buildings mixed in and the buildings are almost all stone or brick. There are historical markers showing some of the buildings are indeed over 150 years old.

The current tenants are an eclectic mix of bars, food, and shops. Several of the shops contain work from local artisans. I was impressed with some of the artwork. I talked to Jack and I will be taking him there on Sunday after I pick him up from camp.

Yesterday, I was there for lunch. Since I don't eat sushi, or thai, or other spicy foods, I stopped at an Irish Pub. I debated between the fish and chips (I had fish the day before) or the shepherd's pie. I decided that though it was hot, I would try the shepherd's pie. It was good. There was a spice I wasn't expecting, but it didn't ruin the experience. The dish looked small, but as I ate, I realized the size was deceptive. There was a lot of food in that little dish.

Today, I went back to have breakfast. There was another restaurant that had a breakfast special of two eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, and toast. I got there just after opening and ordered my eggs over easy with white toast. The waitress came back to clarify, scrambled or over easy. I wasn't surprised when my toast turned out to be wheat! I was surprised that there was only one piece of toast, though. The waitress brought out the condiment caddy with my plate. I don't use hot sauce or catsup with my eggs, so I felt bad that she had to carry what seemed to be a rather heavy carrier to the table.

After breakfast, I walked toward the far end where the City Hall building was. I wasn't interested in City Hall and the building did not look historical so I turned around and went back to my car. I drove to the other side of Route 66, and other than finding an international hostel, didn't see anything of interest.