The park keeps track of volunteers and special visitors by using magnets on their cars. Some say volunteer, some say researcher, and mine said artist-in-residence. Once here long enough to realize the importance of these magnets, I started looking for other vehicles to try out.
The first is my actual car.
The rest were experiments in transport.
Some were a bit, ahem, larger than others.
And the last was the Model A at the Route 66 stop in the park. At least I seem to recall somewhere it said it was a Model A. If not, I'm sure one of you will correct me. This particular vehicle might not have moved much.
This was one aspect of the park I didn't spend a lot of time with. Fred Harvey had a restaurant here where people came by car along Route 66. The train also stopped at nearby Adamana. The Painted Desert Inn which was right across the street from my casita was renovated in the 1930s by the Civilian Conservation Corp and is preserved today as a historic building. Their wifi is historic also.