A hippie haven since before the Harmonic Convergence, this little town grew way too big and unfortunately allowed Macdonald’s and other chains to destroy the charm. They say the vortexes are still there, humming in the mountains and sacred secret places.
A visitor wrote us that “every Sunday there is a gathering of kind brothers and sisters in Tempe at the Sail Inn. We have been getting together for about two years for an afternoon of kind vibes with the incredible Grateful Dead cover band Noodles. They play from 4:20 till? If you’re ever in town, we would love to have you join us. Hope to see ya sometime.”
UPDATE: Noodles now plays at Nita’s Hideaway, also in Tempe on Sundays starting at 7:00pm.
This small community really flourished when the mining-company which owned the town bailed out in the mid-seventies and hippies from all over moved in. There is a great community here, with a co-op and lots of hippy artists living out in the desert. Check it out for yourself! Have a brew and a few games of nine ball at the Bisbee Grand, or play hacky sack in the grassy park in front of the mining museum right in downtown.
Home to the University of Arizona, Flagstaff. A large community or family of hippies came here for the diversity of “the kind” and other “party favors.” With the San Francisco Peaks and Sedona only twenty minutes away the opportunities for adventure are endless.