After a long day of sitting in a suit, preparing for an interview, and not getting one, I was about ready to go to bed. I'm not depressed, just still very, very tired from traveling. Some new friends here at Teach For America Induction were going to look at apartments, so I joined, and then we all went to a restaurant called Pinnacle Pete's Patio, and... well, I thought I was in line for the mine train ride at Disney. The old western facade mixed with the very real but comically cartoonish in connotation giant cacti standing around, holding their arms up, and the amazing red rock mountains surrounding seemed, in a word, unreal. The temperature was perfect, the sun setting behind the rock formations, and on played the Jimmy Buffett-esque musician on stage... and I didn't have my camera! So, please forgive me for this intensely unforgivable blogging faux pas, but I've collected some pictures from google images just to share a bit of the Pinnacle Pete's Patio experience.
I promise to not make this mistake again.
So, without further ado, Pinnacle Pete's "Thunder Mountain" Patio: