You will not find a shortage of ghosts together Route 66But one of the strangest in the city of Santa Claus, the abandoned Arizona. As soon as the end of the year themed for a year’s vacation for road drivers, his glory days had passed. It is mostly inhabited by Rattlesnakes (the last thing you expect to find in a place called Santa Claus, right?) And probably the farthest thing from the festival you can imagine. However, Santa Claus does not have to run away, it has been one of the most popular stops along the Mother’s road.
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Santa Claus was founded in 1937 by an eccentric broker named Nina Talbot who moved from California to Arizona. He hopes to create a resort city in the Arizona desert, and, clearly, providing a city destination as a Christmas theme. The plan is for a holiday-themed attraction to take people to the cities that are quite shocking to work … at least for a while.
The Cinderella doll house inspired by Chalet Swiss and Santa Claus Inn (later renamed Christmas Tree Inn) is the city’s two most popular attractions. Children can sit on Santa’s lap all year long, and accommodation is known for Pai Rum à La Kris Kringle. Road travelers in the 1940s and 1950s were happy to withdraw at Santa Claus to enjoy home cooked food at air-conditioned restaurants and their children burned some of the energy that visited the theme of holiday themes.
Famous restaurant reviewers Duncan Hines evaluated accommodation as one of the best places to stop and eat around Arizona Route 66, and the business remains stable through the 1960s. When you think of the 66 -day glory day, Kitschy stops like Santa Claus may be some of the first things to get into your mind. But the most popular feature in the city is the post office. It is very popular for parents to send their children to Santa to the city, so they will return to “from Santa Claus.”
By the 1970s, the popularity of Route 66 decreased, and the city of Santa Claus struggled. The main attraction closed in the mid-70s, and the city was removed from the Arizona map. Because the city has never attracted the people outside those working in a holiday -themed business, it was left behind when the road stopped.
Today -not a Christmas elf, a rum pie, and a snowman -you will find a poisonous snake and no more in Santa Claus. There are several abandoned buildings that, passing through the thorny wire and under the graffiti layer, still maintain a touch of their festive sugar paint containers. I think that’s what happens when you stop trusting Santa Claus.