Greasewood Flats

Tonight we went to a place called Greasewood Flats with the rest of our family that lives in Arizona. (8 others, not including us or my grandparents.) Greasewood Flats is basically a huge stretch of land covered in gravel with a bunch of rusty junk sitting around, and clumps of picnic tables by a stage, a dance floor, and there was a big kitchen-bar area behind it. There was one room with dollar bill covering the walls and ceilings, and the people who "donate" them write a message on them - along with everything else there, trees, bathroom stalls, walls, tables, etc. There were a ton of people who rode motorcycles there, and there was even a tattoo tent, which Hannah and Lauren got a kick out of. Their food was pretty good, and their burgers, I mean their buns, were huge. Hannah's opinion on the place - "I don't like it. There was smoking, tattoos, motorcycles, etc." (Hannah is addicted to putting etc. on the end of everything.) Leave it up to Hannah to state the truth! Lauren's opinion on a bunch of things - "Smoking is bad for you, motorcycles are dangerous, and tattoos are just wrong." That basically sums up the people and things about them there! My evening was quite interesting!