Looking at the following pictures, you get the impression that where we went today is in the middle of NO WHERE. It was. We were on the Navajo Reservation. We drove through miles and miles of desert landscape and deserted landscape to finally arrive at Four Corners. A handwritten sign on the side of the road immediately before you are to make a left turn informs you that you are there. Cars filled the parking lot and a line of people passed by the crudely built structure that made up the market. A tin roof and a piece of plywood covered in cloth was the display booth for the beaded bracelets and necklaces that were being presented for sale. As we walked by each "booth" the Navajo sales person was quick with a smile and a hello. This is an isolated area with very little economy to earn a living. As we strolled along, a woman standing at one of the vendor's shed with her wallet in her hand was asking the Navajo behind the table laden with beaded jewelry "Is there an ATM machine around here?"
My husband and I stopped and looked at each other and then gazed again at that woman. I wanted so badly to say "yes ma'm. I saw one on the corner by the Macy's Store." "You know, the big mall down by the stop sign on this dirt road that you just drove in here on." I didn't, of course, but I was so tempted.
The picture here will give you a good visual of where we were today.
|road side views of the landscape|
|A Navajo woman with her wares for sale|
|shopping in the shed like structure|
|we are watching the people line up to get their pics taken standing in four states|