Donkeys just roam the town of
Oatman, AZ waiting to be fed. In
Oatman, I felt like an 1800's gunslinger was going to emerge from the saloon at any moment and start a gun fight!
Another iconic item along the way. I can't remember what state he was in but can't you just hear the kids screaming on a hot summer day after being couped up in the car all day.
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