Nine-day business trip to Tucson
I used to live in Tucson. I know almost everyone won't agree with me, but Tucson is the last great cowboy town in America. On the surface it's a dead-end desert town on the edge of the planet. Underneath it's the center of cowboy/western culture. The Sonora desert is the finest example of that type of ecosystem on earth. I could write paragraph after paragraph about all the unique things that can be found there. It is the world-wide center for cloud study, the world center for lightning study, astronomy, and on and on. I had a house out of town on an acre of untouched desert and it was like Bruce Almighty every single day. I have never seen that much wildlife in my life. There's a reason why the largest photography museum is there. John Wayne made all of his westerns there. God, how I love that town. But unless you hook up with a local, you'll never see a fraction of it. All the truly great stuff is kept fairly out of sight for good reason.
But, more to the point of today, it's a great party town. The best parties I've ever been to were there. See if the Country Club Lounge is still open. We used to slam dance to punk while REAL cowboys sat at the bar drinking long neck buds, and no one bothered anyone. Good times, good times.
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