West Drachman St 5 of 6 :
The Tucson Inn
Top rated Yelp review:
I seriously paid MAYBE $30-something dollars for a night ... When I sauntered up to the office window (after hours) to rent a room, the little chinese man I'm assuming is the owner looked at me as if to say, "Are you SURE you want to stay here?" I shrugged it off.
We parked the car in the middle of the lot, directly in front of and below our room on the second floor (this will be important later). Although there is more than 1 staircase, I'm pretty sure only one is usable. On our way up the staircase, suitcases in tow, we were greeted with the unmistakable smell of urine in the stairwell. Several people were milling about aimlessly, some talking to themselves, others darting inside in apparent paranoia.
About 2AM, we heard commotion outside in the parking lot. Several cars and trucks were parked or idling, with people getting in and out and walking around the hotel. One person was looking in a car window and testing all the handles. I freaked. Tucson car thieves at their finest. We stayed up most of the night, smoking cigarettes, eyeing our car and watching several sagas possibly involving drugs, alcohol and/or prostitution over the 2nd story railing. Several 'tenants" who apparently live there full time could be fodder for any gonzo novel... think 80s blazer but no pants, bartering sex for warm beer with a neighbor, random stream-of-consciousness conversation with a comical looking chihuahua at 4:00AM.
The pool is drained, the tenants here are straight off Skid Row and it's a generally creeptastic time. If you're gonna stay up all night skivved out on cocaine and Fleischmann's vodka, I suppose this would be a fun place to freak out for a bit. Just remember to stay on top of the covers.
West Drachman St 4 of 6 :
Gonna take you on a Magic Carpet ... Golf 🏌️♀️ Ride “Magic Carpet Golf, which stood for 40 years on East Speedway, closed in 2008 — swallowed up by a neighboring car dealership.
The rebar-and-concrete characters were scattered throughout the city after a preservation effort by State Rep. Steve Farley, D-Tucson and artist Charles Spillar
The Poo Monkey, plus palm tree, are now stationed at a private residence.” —Arizona Daily Star 2012