We then drove into the mountains to a little ghost town called Oatman, Arizona. It was hot, dry and dusty. There were donkeys everywhere. Three of them tried to get their heads all the way into the car! I really did not like Oatman. It was crowded, the place smelled like donkey poo and some of the people were mean.
After we left Oatman (finally), we drove to the top of the pass. When we finally got to the top, there was breathtaking view! I really liked the view.
We drove down the mountain along a hilly road (in which we liked to call "rollies") to the hotel.
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