I See Dead People

Last Saturday, I went on a ghost tour of the San Carlos Hotel in Phoenix with my buds Angela, Morgan and Chris. We learned about some of the many ghosts that haunt the place. There's a young woman who fell to her death from the roof - whether she jumped or was pushed is still undetermined. There are also several young boys (I guess I should say former young boys) who loiter near the basement well, giggling and bouncing a ball. Oh, the well is a vortex, too. The scary one is a guy who haunts the former manager's apartment who rattles gates, has a diabolical laugh and traps our tour guide in the elevator. Her husband was so scared of this one that he won't go in that part of the building.

They tell you to bring a camera because people are capturing "orbs" on film. One guy in our group got a picture of an angry face in a whirlwind. It was CREEPY! Morgan took a quick series of 6 shots in the bar (of course we went for post-tour cocktails) and got something on a few of them. It looked like a vaporous shape went through them. We weren't sure if it was just some sort of reflection and, in the name of science, we tried to replicate the pictures but couldn't.

We also had dinner at the next-door Seamus McCaffrey's (also haunted). There the soap dispenser in the woman's bathroom had come flying off the wall and there are two repeating apparitions. Needless to say, I didn't use the facilities.

The tours are every Saturday for part of the year and only it only costs $10. I thought it was well worth it, especially since I don't think any of the ghosties came home with me. They have a website, www.ghostsofphoenix.com if you want to check it out.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

TV At Its Finest

I was talking to someone today who didn’t know who Bob Newhart was. I cut him some slack because he’s a youngster and didn’t grow up in the U.S. I told him about The Bob Newhart show and how it became a college drinking game and about Newhart, "Hi, I'm Larry; this is my brother Darryl, and this is my other brother Darryl." He was going to go to Wikipedia and do some research. The conversation got me thinking. Back in the day (like when dinosaurs were alive and I was young and there were only four channels on TV), we caught a lot of reruns of what are now considered classic TV. Especially, if you were a latchkey kid like I was, there wasn’t a lot going on in the afternoon/early evening so it was either soap operas or reruns unless you were allowed to be outside and play. And, of course, during summer vacation you had even more time to watch the boob tube. Here’s what I remember watching during those years: Gilligan’s Island, Big Valley (I’m still looking for my very own N...
Read more

February 2020

Image
Most of 2020 sucked. But, there were some good moments that made memories to cling to. I'm going to review some of those moments from each month. (Disclaimer - my memory isn't what it used to be so this is my story and I'm sticking to it regardless of reality.) I moved into my house in May of 2019 and it was already hot out so I used the Arizona summer as an excuse not to do anything to my patio or yard. I don't recall what excuse I used to justify ignoring the both in the fall and winter. Let's go with complete laziness. It's entirely plausible. However, I had to get on the stick and pretty it up because I had a bunch of company scheduled for the spring. The first thing I did was get some inexpensive chairs from Target for my beat up table. I honestly thought I could jam them into my car. I really, really did. One would never guess I was a Tetris master. After several futile attempts, this is how it ultimately went down. Adam (answering cell): Hi, Kathy! Me: Hi...
Read more