In early 2008 we t00k our first post-retirement road trip, driving our Toyota RAV4 and staying in motels for more than a month.
One place we visited was Bisbee, Arizona in the southeastern part of the state, about 10 miles north of the Mexico border. We found it charming. Bisbee is an old mining town set in a bowl about 4,500 feet above sea level in the mountains. It’s colorful in its’ geography, people, art and architecture.
Today we’re back in Bisbee, and while it retains the charm we enjoyed 3 years ago, there are also far fewer people in the streets, an astonishing percent of homes, empty buildings and businesses are for sale, and it has sort of a sad feeling about it.
We walked the streets this afternoon, stopped for a very good beer at the local brewery and signed up for a tour of the Mine tomorrow. But we’re sorry it doesn’t have the same lively, cheerful, active feel to it we were struck by three years ago.