Tombstone is one of the most haunted cities in the United States, and the Larian Motel, located in the historic district, fits right in.
Though the motel is distinctly modern, having been built in the 1950s, it is only a block from the famous O.K. Corral, and occupies land that once housed a general store and a gun store, among other businesses.
Rooms 1 through 4 are the most haunted; twin sisters once experienced an eerie feeling in the Doc Holliday room, which is Number 3. Doc Holliday died with his boots off, succumbing to tuberculosis, but Room 3 keeps his name alive and well. The sisters woke at exactly the same time on their first night, 12:30 a.m., feeling that someone else was in the room with them. They were unable to sleep for the rest of the night.
Whoever, or whatever, haunts Room 3 likes to play with the guests' belongings. One man put his glasses on a table, then could not find them just a minute later. Eventually, he gave up and went sightseeing. When he returned, the glasses were on the table where he had put them.
Old-fashioned music with no source has been heard, and the image of a man has been sensed - but not the image of a 19th-century outlaw; this man has the look of a tourist of the 1950s or '60s. An exceptionally satisfied customer of the motel?
Though the motel is distinctly modern, having been built in the 1950s, it is only a block from the famous O.K. Corral, and occupies land that once housed a general store and a gun store, among other businesses.
Rooms 1 through 4 are the most haunted; twin sisters once experienced an eerie feeling in the Doc Holliday room, which is Number 3. Doc Holliday died with his boots off, succumbing to tuberculosis, but Room 3 keeps his name alive and well. The sisters woke at exactly the same time on their first night, 12:30 a.m., feeling that someone else was in the room with them. They were unable to sleep for the rest of the night.
Whoever, or whatever, haunts Room 3 likes to play with the guests' belongings. One man put his glasses on a table, then could not find them just a minute later. Eventually, he gave up and went sightseeing. When he returned, the glasses were on the table where he had put them.
Old-fashioned music with no source has been heard, and the image of a man has been sensed - but not the image of a 19th-century outlaw; this man has the look of a tourist of the 1950s or '60s. An exceptionally satisfied customer of the motel?
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