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Saturday, June 11, 2011

A Little Getaway

When one works retail a weekend getaway often as not happens sometime other than the weekend proper. This past Thursday and Friday we spent up in Prescott, which is about four thousand feet and fifteen to twenty five degrees cooler than the Phoenix area this time of year. The weather plus the easy strolling downtown area, which actually has more of a Midwestern than Southwestern feel to it, along with some very nice out and about in nature possibilities within minutes of the place makes Prescott a terrific place to spend some quality time. Little Froggie, pictured above, is posing a the top of the steps of the County Courthouse, Prescott being the county seat of Yavapai County. 

Here is a rather wider view of the courthouse, this time minus Little Froggie. The courthouse sits in the center of town and has a nice little park surrounding it, complete with century old bandstand. It is a great place to enjoy the shade, have a sit, take a walk or...

...blow nice big bubbles, as this little girl was doing. You just don't see that sort of thing in downtown Mesa, especially during the summer. Any bubble blowing here is likely done in the backyard by the pool. Still fun, but not nearly as, well, civic minded. After all vicarious bubble blowing has its own benefits and charms.

There is a timeline etched into the walkway leading to the statue of a Rough Rider on this side of the courthouse that tells the history of this part of Arizona. Apparently the work was commissioned in 1984 and updates have not been made, although they left a fair amount of space. 

We spent some time checking out the shops that line the square. This is a look out of the window of one of those shops. Me and crows, we like shiny things. Lunch was at a place called Bill's Pizza. Shame on me I didn't get a photo of the place. Not a whole lot to look at, but excellent pizza, we all agreed.


Also excellent was the patio at The Prescott Pines Inn, which is where we stayed. Lots of shade, lots of pretty landscaping details and, thankfully, a bit of time was built into our agenda for simply sitting and reading.

I'm not a huge garden gnome fan, but I like this fellow.

Papa's Italian Restaurant, just down White Spar Road from the inn, was recommended to us. The place is just open from 4-8 PM most days and closed, if I recall correctly, on Sundays and Mondays, and we were told to make reservations, which turned out to be excellent advice. The place was packed when we got there, the food was quite good, although they do ladle on the sauces a bit much, my wife's portobello mushroom ravioli was swimming when it would have done quite nicely just wading or paddling its feet. But other than that an excellent choice.

Time to head to work, it being Saturday and all. Will finish this entry ASAP.

How about just a few more photos?



The rather modest entry to the Foxglove suite. Not the sunniest room in the establishment but not bad. We were informed that the futon intended for the third and fourth guest will be replaced by a pull out sofa with actual mattress. Good idea.


All in all a relaxing couple of days.





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