Once a thriving mining town, then a ghost town, then a hippie town, now a funky mostly tourist town. We ate at a restaurant where we ordered on one side of the street and, wanting to sit outside on a little dog-friendly patio overlooking the street, ate on the other. The waiter, running back and forth, got quite the workout.
Perhaps we'll return today to eat at the Haunted Hamburger.
"Be hole, be dust, be dream, be wind/Be night, be dark, be wish, be mind,/Now slip, now slide, now move unseen,/Above, beneath, betwixt, between."
- Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book