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This small ghost town/artist colony/hippie hang-out was once a thriving old west mining town. Now it is a funky tourist destination with unique characters, stories and happenings.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jeromeaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jeromeaz.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9807717/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Contact Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542112423734738405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SWK8KN9zI2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/V_SsKpVvlkI/S220/pamdriving.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/JeromeArizona" /><feedburner:info uri="jeromearizona" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04CQHw6eCp7ImA9WhRTEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9807717.post-5264000650094559777</id><published>2011-11-02T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:52:41.210-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-02T21:52:41.210-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blogging" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Paid Travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travel" /><title>Getting Paid to Travel</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Who doesn't love to travel? Whether you are in Jerome, Arizona or the far reaches of the Sahara, wouldn't it be nice to get paid while traveling? How does one do this? By setting up a blog, recording your travels and getting paid. Sounds too easy right? Well believe it or not lots of people are doing it? Don't believe me?
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Watch the video and read the testimonials about how people are getting trained to blog for a specific audience and get paid for the work. You won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;
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While traveling the United States is more my cup of tea for now (fearful of flying long distance) - there is no reason why you can't capitalize on anywhere you want to go. Not all of us can write best sellers like Eat, Pray, Love - and get paid for our exotic trips - we all can write about our personal experiences just like Elizabeth Gilbert.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Spirit Room isn't a large bar mind you, it's like an old saloon pulled right from the Westerns, minus the card tables and player piano in the corner. Despite the subtractions, the space is the perfect size to get lost in, to grab a beer, stand in a corner and people watch until you are toasted enough to get out on that dance floor yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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What is a Touron you ask?  Well, simply it is a tourist who acts like a moron. A touron is a tourist who stops their car in the middle of the street to take a picture, oblivious to other people driving around. A touron walks around in the middle of the road on Main Street, again, oblivious to people trying to drive through. Tourons feel as if the whole town is a pretend community, like Disneyland and that nobody really lives here, they just work here and occupy the many homes on the side - only to return to their real homes at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that said, there are ten questions that those who do work in Jerome, get really tired of having to answer. Maybe these ten questions apply to most tourist communities, but if you don't want to get on the bad side of the locals, try avoiding them. I will give you answers so that if you read this prior to visiting Jerome, you won't have to ask again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is the bathroom? (Please, can't you read the signs. Public bathrooms are at the Jerome Co-op, as you enter town, and at the fire station, on the other end of town.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is there to do here? (Use your imagination. There are few paid tours in Jerome (one includes &lt;a href="http://www.hauntedtoursofjerome.us"&gt;Haunted Tours of Jerome&lt;/a&gt;, otherwise, just walk around, enjoy the sites, dance at the Spirit Room, get something good to eat, watch the sun set, take pictures and there you have it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you seen a ghost here, is it really haunted? (Most people have experienced ghosts, especially those who want to. Some people just make shit up for the sake of drawing tourists into their business. Believe what you want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the ghost town? (You are in it - it just so happens that the town that died came back to life - like Jesus or Lazarus. If you want to visit something a little more ghost towny, the Gold King Mine, outside of Jerome, past the fire station is a more like that - but it is replicated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why does everything close at 6 p.m. (People actually have lives who work and live in Jerome besides selling stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Where is there a good place to eat? (People are going to refer you to their friend's restaurant - every place is good, so just pick one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Does it snow here? (Most winters, yes - it is 5,000 feet up. Lately, with global warming, snow is fewer and further in between)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is the whole town sliding down the hill? (If it were, we'd all be in Clarkdale by now. The sliding stopped when the mines stopped blowing up tunnels under the town - this was in the 20s or 30s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you actually live here? (Many do, many live down the hill in Clarkdale or Cottonwood, a whole 4 to 6 miles away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How many people live here? (Hard to tell as many have second homes in Jerome and others take in lots of borders who rent from them on the side so they can pay their huge mortgages. Jerome homes are expensive, despite their appearances.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions seem simple enough - maybe I'm just one of those grouchy people who hates redundancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9807717-2800440739569062457?l=jeromeaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qlLRaAvPABIBFK0-_pewCVxPY-c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qlLRaAvPABIBFK0-_pewCVxPY-c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JeromeArizona/~4/u50HXXmV0vk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jeromeaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6696980019611063563/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9807717&amp;postID=6696980019611063563" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9807717/posts/default/6696980019611063563?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9807717/posts/default/6696980019611063563?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JeromeArizona/~3/u50HXXmV0vk/tucson-arizona.html" title="Tucson, Arizona" /><author><name>Contact Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542112423734738405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SWK8KN9zI2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/V_SsKpVvlkI/S220/pamdriving.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SRcmtN3RtvI/AAAAAAAAALs/Kc9uTueLMic/s72-c/tucson.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jeromeaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/tucson-arizona.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4FRn0zfCp7ImA9WxRVEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9807717.post-5000877449633163324</id><published>2008-11-09T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:05:17.384-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-09T11:05:17.384-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sedona Arizona" /><title>Sedona Arizona</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SRcmT8N9t6I/AAAAAAAAALk/vzm-_o9O8tc/s1600-h/sedona5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SRcmT8N9t6I/AAAAAAAAALk/vzm-_o9O8tc/s320/sedona5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266720413257152418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody know where this picture was taken?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9807717-5000877449633163324?l=jeromeaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uPf26iV8eu9gFWY6AqsgwjFsQSs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uPf26iV8eu9gFWY6AqsgwjFsQSs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JeromeArizona/~4/Emi4N_5t2PQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jeromeaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5000877449633163324/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9807717&amp;postID=5000877449633163324" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9807717/posts/default/5000877449633163324?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9807717/posts/default/5000877449633163324?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JeromeArizona/~3/Emi4N_5t2PQ/sedona-arizona.html" title="Sedona Arizona" /><author><name>Contact Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542112423734738405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SWK8KN9zI2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/V_SsKpVvlkI/S220/pamdriving.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SRcmT8N9t6I/AAAAAAAAALk/vzm-_o9O8tc/s72-c/sedona5.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jeromeaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/sedona-arizona.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUANRn0zfip7ImA9WxRVEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9807717.post-8135062915610912168</id><published>2008-11-09T10:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:03:17.386-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-09T11:03:17.386-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Historic Downtown" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mingus Mountain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Historic Main Street" /><title>Historic Main Street Photos</title><content type="html">I'm starting a section where I will put up historic photos of various town's main streets from various eras. I am hoping to get feedback, people's memories about the photo or the town and if you have an old photo of your home town, I hope you will submit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project ties to my ThatsMyHomeTown.com site, where you can visit and see more historic main street photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SRclus1Kj_I/AAAAAAAAALc/8nBJw9rwZF4/s1600-h/jerome4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/SRclus1Kj_I/AAAAAAAAALc/8nBJw9rwZF4/s320/jerome4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266719773471444978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who remembers when this restaurant and bar sat at the top of Mingus Mountain - just as you topped off on your way from Jerome to Prescott?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9807717-8135062915610912168?l=jeromeaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They tell great stories of Jerome's past, a definate microcosm of the happenings of the west. They all can be purchased at the Jerome Historical Society's website at http://www.jeromehistoricalsociety.org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They include:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghosts of Cleopatra Hill&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;This book by Herbert Young describes Jerome's meager beginnings as an isolated mining camp in the late 1800s and its growth into the fourth largest  city in the Territory of Arizona. Read about the five men of Spain that first visited Jerome's mines in 1583, the prospectors who staked new claims in 1876 and the men who settled Jerome.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/RkOwwwWqiiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X5bdPk2gfDY/s1600-h/ghostspic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/RkOwwwWqiiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X5bdPk2gfDY/s200/ghostspic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063084757754743330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They Came To Jerome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most comprehensive book about Jerome's history during the mining era. It chronicles the town's life from its beginnings as a copper camp in the late 1800s through its mining heyday before the Great Depression.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/RkOxJwWqijI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AqxVZi_xbOE/s1600-h/They_Came.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/RkOxJwWqijI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AqxVZi_xbOE/s200/They_Came.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063085187251472946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verde Valley Railroads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another book by Russell Wahmann. The growth of Jerome into one of the great industrial mining centers of the Southwest could not have happened without the railroads. They brought miners and mining executive, cattlemen, merchants, madams, tools and equipment; and transported billions of dollars worth of copper, plus gold, silver and zinc ore. Russell Wahmann spent hundreds of hours to research and find the information and rare photographs that make this book a historic gem.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/RkOxZQWqikI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WX7ea30TEtg/s1600-h/Railroads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JdGNLHEsIrk/RkOxZQWqikI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WX7ea30TEtg/s200/Railroads.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063085453539445314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9807717-3058755911094279504?l=jeromeaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was at night, we were driving to mom’s house in the Gulch – well, I didn’t think she was a ghost, I &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6893/730/1600/Edith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6893/730/320/Edith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just thought it was one of those hippies living down there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marylou Nunez was a petite elderly Hispanic woman who even in her best heels, which she wore daily, was just tall enough to drive her 1988 Cadillac. She was from the old school, where a woman always dressed in her finest clothes when going to town, even if were just for a bag of flour. Having grown up in this steep-sided mining town of Jerome, Marylou mastered the art of walking up crumbling inclines and over jagged sidewalks in shoes one wouldn’t dare to even try out on a runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marylou no longer lived in Jerome when she saw her ghost. She had left over forty years prior with her husband when the mines closed. Like everyone else, they migrated to California – followed the work. The town emptied like a fish stand after a case of salmonella. That is everybody left but the real old-timers and the ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I saw her walk right in front of the car and go toward the back of mom’s house. I said to Baldo, did you see that woman go into mama’s house? He said, what woman. I said, the woman who just walked in front of the car. She had on a big floppy hat and tall boots. He said, I didn’t see a woman. I asked mama, did you have company. She said no, why, and I told her about what I saw.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It wasn’t until some years later that I was talking to the town historian and she wanted to show me pictures of the family who used to live in my mom’s house that I discovered who she was. And there she was, my ghost, Edith Whitaker, sitting on her horse in a big floppy hat and wearing tall riding boots.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edith Whitaker wasn’t your typical woman of the 20s. That is, she didn’t fall under any of the categories her town had to offer. She therefore made up her own – what that was, nobody could be sure, it didn’t have a name. What would one call a woman who never married, worked on her own mining claim and drove a motorcycle? An Indian motorcycle that is, straight off Harry Amster’s showroom floor. A motorized bicycle, it was nearly as good as Edith’s horse Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, if Edith’s type had a name, she certainly wasn’t interested in knowing what it was. What she knew was this – that she valued her independence over all things and that other people should too. In that, she despised the town’s big mining company who controlled everything from the politics to the bread on people’s tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She resented it enough to make it her soul purpose for purchasing the ‘other’ newspaper in town; the smaller paper. The main paper, whose weekly cover was completely inundated with the optimistic dogma of the United Verde Copper Company, provided no news at all. It coerced and trapped people into their way of thinking, made puppets of them for their sole greedy purpose. Couldn’t people see this? Maybe what they needed to hear was the truth and nothing but the truth. Hard and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edith’s newspaper would be called The Sun. It, like the mine claim she and her brother owned often took more than it gave back, but for Edith, it worth all of its prospective potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking the truth isn’t easy. Waking people from their slumber, shaking them from their dream when dreams may be the only thing they dare to cling to, would prove to be difficult for Edith. Maybe she was a little to harsh and not as diplomatic and unbiased as being a journalist called for, but she had some things to set straight, and, well, while people weren’t playing fair, whose to say who was being one-sided? But the people wouldn’t listen. They didn’t want to see reality, they wanted to their western Utopia, that big break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Edith’s career as a journalist didn’t last long – it was almost a year before her paper was blackballed. Town’s business owners stopped advertising with The Sun in fear of being labeled anti-supportive of the miners and, well, the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edith was hardheaded but she knew when to call it quits. Honesty was a lifestyle she couldn’t afford. In that, wealth never followed Edith, even into old age. Edith didn’t stick around Jerome after the paper collapsed. Her mine was proving unprofitable too and it was time to move on. Some said Edith moved to Ashfork, Arizona where she ran a gas station. She looked hard and haggardly. Certainly life wasn’t easy for an unmarried woman unwilling to play by the rules. But Jerome was where her dreams began and possibly where her dreams continue to this day, even after her death. Is Edith Whitaker still roaming the Gulch looking for something she never could find or she like many of the old-timers who left Jerome and return? None of us will ever know, except maybe Marylou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9807717-114806360889129633?l=jeromeaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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