Winery in Williams on Route 66

We're headed toward the Grand Canyon, but a few miles before our exit, I see a sign for Historic Route 66. "Get off here!" I point and Doug exits the I-40. And that's how we found ourselves in this quaint little town of Williams, Arizona.

We looked at vintage cars, $500 cowboy boots, hats, magnets, signs and everything else you can imagine. I updated the van with a few more magnets I'd collected.

We detoured into the Grand Canyon Wine shop. "Wine tastings," the sign said. I'm really glad Dougie likes wine. Sabrina is our sommelier. The couple next to us is from Canada and celebrating their 35th wedding anniversary. Doug orders the cabernet Voyager, and I order a flight of wines to taste several. The Voyager is the best, and two hours later and a little buzzed we leave with a bottle of Voyager and a bottle of Traveler.

We walked around town for another hour and then headed to the Love's parking lot to sleep with all the truckers.Læs mere