We drove through Amarillo today. Last year on our way to Flagstaff, we stopped for two nights in Amarillo. That was enough for a lifetime. Amarillo is a cowtown. It stinks. It doesn’t really matter which direction the wind is blowing, it still smells like, well, cow poo. It seems to take days to get the smell out of your nose. Luckily for you, this video is not 4D–no odors included. Back up music is Frank Zappa’s “My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama”. Enjoy…
diane says
Well I must remember not to put Amarillo on the itinerary.
The name of the place where we are staying is Hotel Grand Canyon Lodge-North Rim.
Cindy Of PEI says
I went on a farm tour (blogged it) and still smell cow poo this was two days ago. I guess it is a lingering thing. Glad your trip is going well.