Let’s start with the reflections.
The resort where we were staying had a large master bath which was covered in tile. It also had a whirlpool tub as well as a shower, and the tub was surrounded by mirrors.

Mind you, it was bad enough having to wake up in the morning and stare at myself sitting on the throne….

But stepping out of the shower and seeing 57 naked reflections of myself?
That’s the stuff of nightmares.

Yeah.
That’s a whole lotta me.

Sorry.
Moving on…

Another trip to Flagstaff meant more red rocks.

Good point Paul.
And some pretty stupid signs.

Really?
I always thought they were transparent.

This one really killed me.
In Maine, we don’t need warning signs for this. We see it as common sense, but like I said…
Arizona is a very different place.
While in Flagstaff, the husband dragged me through a few antique stores. We made it out empty handed until the final stop, where he wanted to buy this.

Name That Crap.
Go….!
In retaliation, and since I still hadn’t found that special momento to take home, I made him visit the Kachina House.

For those who don’t know…

I’d seen these marvelous hand carved beauties at quite a few places…

And fell in love with all their different stories…

Most of which I can’t remember….

But still.

Aren’t they grand?

No, I wouldn’t dream of it.
So after being shocked at the prices of Native American jewelry at the other store, I decided the Mouse Warrior was coming home with me.

Revered for his bravery and selflessness, the Warrior Mouse staked his own limbs to the ground and offered himself up to a hawk that had been stealing the tribe’s chickens… but our rodent hero ended up killing the dreaded bird of prey instead.
A martyr mouse? I liked it.
What I didn’t like was the $975 price tag.
Bye bye mouse.
I’m told people actively collect Kachinas and have display cases full of them, which would be lovely…. but a wee bit too costly.
So I did what every good tourist lady whose husband was looking over her shoulder does…
I hit the sale table.

And got a nice piece of hand thrown, hand painted Hopi pottery…

And an adorable seed pod wall hanging….

Both signed by well known local Native American artists.
I also cheaped out and bought 3 miniature Kachinas for my desk.

(Hummingbird, Mud Head and Kokopelli, from left to right.)
Not nearly as nice or intricately carved, but their price tag didn’t make my husband stroke out…. which is always a good thing when you’re on vacation.
I’m guessing that it’s an antique toaster . . . and it probably makes better toast than the toasters in the timeshares you’ve stayed at!
Good souvenirs. Funny signs. More rocks.
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It was, but alas, broken as well.
More rocks?
If you insist…
😉
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Great post 😁
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Thanks!
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Hilarious!! Are you off to Sunset Crater Volcano National Monument next? More rocks, but they’re black so, something different!
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No, it was red rocks all the way that trip!
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A four slice toaster .. looks like one of the holders is missing.
Kachina’s sure have become artistic in the last five decades …
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It is, and it was. Which is why Fred didn’t buy it and drag it home.
And the Kachinas were wonderful… but not that wonderful!
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What a brave mouse! That price tag is big, but wow on the art of it, eh? Worth it to the collectors, I’m sure. Neat stuff. I would love to visit and read all the stories, too.
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I loved them! Such detail. Sadly the price was commensurate with my mouse’s bravery…
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Today I found out why there are so few–so very few–even fewer than that food pictures. It was reported today that Maine was one of the least sinful States of the 50 while—no surprise–Florida was # 2!!
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Really? That makes me feel (surprisingly) virtuous.
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What did your husband buy? It looks like….er…erm….like….I haven’t got a clue!!
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Thankfully he didn’t buy it because it was broken…. but it was an old toaster. Apparently making breakfast was more dangerous back in the day…
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Shocked by the toaster reveal. Shocked that it didn’t have something to do with ‘rocks’.
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Sadly, the husband was not as enamored by rocks as I was.
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You don’t say…that’s truly shocking too.
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I know, it was quite disturbing and had me questioning our marriage vows.
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Like he NEEDS a stroke after all the rest ……..
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