Wyatt Earp Days in Tombstone, AZ

Memorial Day, ahhh the first day of summer. I knoooow technically it’s on such and such date that the moon tilts this way and the sun’s solstice blah blah blah. But it was never so scientific with me. When I was a kid, the first day of summer was the last day of school. Simple. Now as a college educated adult, it’s Memorial Day weekend, duh. All about that three day weekend, baby!

The more basic of a white broad I become, the weekend means I can decorate for the 4th of July and it would be socially acceptable. And Michaels and Joanns will have their summer sales…which in the back of my mind means one thing….they’re clearing the shelves of all summer for freaking Halloween!

Okay I’m getting away from myself. Summer just started for heaven’s sakes! (Evil chuckle…Just you wait Halloween decor at Michaels…I’ll get you my pretty. )

This Memorial Day weekend, we went on a day trip to nitty gritty I’m-your-Huckleberry Tombstone. We were already thinking about going, maybe just maybe, and then when I read online how the Memorial Day weekend was their annual town celebration called Wyatt Earp Days?

COME ON!

Like, how perfectly American is Tombstone? Might as well walk around the dusty streets of Tombstone with a bald eagle on my shoulder and a freaking Big Mac in my purse!

Judge me dear reader, but we were COMPLETE tourists. We did alllllll the Tombstone thangs. An old timey photo, a stagecoach ride, a gunfight show, even a zipline! Well David did the zipline, I’m too chicken.

We also took lots and lots of pictures! Hold onto your butts, here they come!

The historical guided stagecoach ride. I actually loved this, for one, I NEVER rode in a stagecoach, really gave you those 1870’s feels. Plus our guided tour pointed out lesser known things like Doc Holliday’s house.

So many people in town were totally DECKED out in 1870’s costume! My bygones lovin’ heart was purring. There is a place in the back of my head seriously considering buying a Victorian dress and coming back next year LOL.

Picture on the left is Doc Holliday’s house. A humble Victorian desert frontier home. It is currently a private residence. Umm, how kick ass is THAT.

Picture on the right was the old hospital in the Tombstone hey day. Wyatt Earp’s brother, Virgil Earp, was brought here when he was ambushed by friends of outlaws that were killed at OK Corral. Kinda fascinating.

Okay, the picture on the left amuses me to no end for some reason. I would have never even SEEN this unless our tour guide pointed it out to us. See the stub of a wooden pole next to the historical marker. So and so was hung there. Why oh whyyyyy do I enjoy random touristy things like that? Just so random. But we’re in Tombstone so vigilante justice was a THANG.

Pic on the right? Some old, red white and blue house because I’m feeling festive n’ patriotic LOL. No other reason.

Okay, Memorial Day in Tombstone is FANTASTIC because they have gun fight shows in the Main Street throughout the day that are totally free. They have acting groups that come from all over Arizona to participate and perform. And then later on they had kids come into the street for a water balloon fight. This is definitely my kind of place.

Dabbled in some Wild West shopping. I was actually getting in the spirt and was mighty tempted to buy this pioneer woman shirt. It had long billowy sleeves people. So. Damn. Tempted. David almost bought boots!

Okay, okay, OKAY.

This was my favorite spot. The Bird Cage Theatre. We paid full price to walk through the entire property. What I loved about this place was that it’s the original building but still pretty much in tact, old decay and all. Sometimes I kinda hate when places completely restore a place where…there isn’t this sense of history at all.

The floors are still original! They still have old whisky barrels from the Wyatt Earp days! FASCINATING.

Okay. On with the show.

It was a theatre, gambling saloon and whore house. It was open 24 hours a day all year long. There are still bulletholes throughout the building. And allegedly it’s incredibly haunted. The owners request that if you catch any ghosts or orbs in your photos to send them their way. Sounds legit.

Nice, wholesome room right here LOL.

Original tapestry peppered with bullet holes.

Candy store or whore house?!?!

Calm down, the place sold fudge.

Also the menu here…The Embalmer LOL. I’m Your Huckleberry. Looooooove it.

Look at this guy! This lady! This couple!

Tombstone zip line being cheeky.

This little shop was my favorite! A toy train shop! I wish I could take more pictures inside but it was packed to the brim. You could see in the bottom left corner of a Wild West train set up! Ok, I’m geeking. I kinda have a thing for miniatures and villages.

A BBQ smoker shaped as a gun, because of course! We’re in TOMBSTONE.

I walked two blocks to an ATM in the freaking hot sun just to get some cash, then walked into a restaurant to cash my twenty dollar bill in order to make a donation for THIS photo op.

Total campy tourist genius!

A bit macabre….but brilliant LOL. Alllll about it.

David…ever the long suffering husband. Good ole sport, that man.

On our way out of town, we drove past this random strip of abandoned buildings. IN LOVE. I had David, my ever long suffering husband, turn around.

Look at all of this glorious abandonedness! Granted…I do wonder if these buildings were built to LOOK abandoned? Not sure. Either way, they look abandoned and I like them.