We hadn’t planned a stop in Tombstone but it just so happened that we were driving right through. It is almost as if the town itself were saying “I’m Your Huckleberry.” At the very least, it offered tasty steak and locals dressed in period garb. As much of a tourist trap as it was, it was that fun kind of tourist trap and we handled it the way we handle all such draws: by remaining out of the gift shops.
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