Monday, June 03, 2013
If Knott's Berry Farm's old-west Ghost Town doesn't put you in a frontier mood, nothing will. And every now and then you might feel the need to have your picture taken with a genuine Indian Chief. I wish I knew this fellow's name... he's not Chief Red Feather or Chief Blue Eagle. His costume is a dazzling combo of crimson and turquoise; maybe he is Chief Hollywood. In the background, School Road looks pretty sleepy as the sun begins to head toward the horizon.
I see Paris, I see France... I see someone's underpants! The little stage over at the Calico Saloon is modest compared to Disneyland's Golden Horseshoe. It's almost as if it was added as an afterthought; it seems weird to me that it is way up high, as you can see in this photo.