Thursday, February 1
Alex will be proud.
I don't know if this is a good thing or not, but Shannon and I can now proudly say that we have driven across two states just to get a Jamba Juice. The nearest one to us is in Mesquite, NV, so off we went from Utah, through Arizona and into Nevada to get some refreshments to start our adventures. We turned off the highway in Littlefield, AZ to go back through such towns as Gunlock and Shivwits on our way up to Mountain Meadows, site of a famous massacre 150 years ago. We also went from the 60 something degree weather of Mesquite to the icy, windy, sub freezing hill over looking the massacre site. We stopped by Pine Valley on the way back, but didn't get out of the car. It was a good chance to get out and see some parts of our new neighborhood that we've haven't experienced yet. Just next time we'll have to take warmer coats.
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We could take warmer coats, or we could just go in the summer.
WOW, you guys crossed two states just to witness the whirl? What kind did you guys get? After working there 3 years and trying every flavor know to mankind (in addition to a bunch of made up combinations) I'm still partial to Razzmatazz.
Did you go through Beaver Dam? It's right next to Littlefield, just north of the interstate, I think. Home of the Dam Gas Station, where you can buy Dam Gas, Super Dam Gas, and Smelly Dam Diesel.
Also had the only six-hole golf course I'd ever heard of, until they tacked on three Par 3s at the end that seem quite out of place.
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