Arizona is an interesting place. You don’t get gum and power balls from the kiddie machines in the supermarkets. you get this:
Even confetti comes in a gun:
And then you get up in the morning and look out of the window and see this:
It’s called a Saguaro cactus. Like the Saguaro Hotel in Palm Springs only more spiritual. This is my Arizona pilot friend’s back yard. On full moon night we were partying and I kept having to resit an urge to hug it. Maybe it was the happy arms. Once you’ve done San Pedro on a Vision Quest you never look at a cactus in the same way again.