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Barrio Viejo Tucson

Note: This post was originally published in late 2016 after my first Thanksgiving trip to Tucson. I've since updated and expanded it. We now return to Tucson every Thanksgiving and have come to know the city well — though Barrio Viejo remains the place I most look forward to walking each visit.


If you visit Tucson, do not miss Barrio Viejo. Tucked just south of downtown, this small neighborhood — whose name simply means "Old Neighborhood" — is one of the most photogenic and historically rich pockets of the American Southwest. Walk its quiet streets on a sunny afternoon and you'll find block after block of lovingly restored 19th-century adobe homes painted in every colour imaginable: lavender, marigold, turquoise, ochre, deep red, soft pink. It is unlike anywhere else in the United States.

Restored 19th-century adobe row house with a brightly painted facade in Barrio Viejo, Tucson, Arizona.
Barrio Viejo, late afternoon.

A Brief History of the Barrio

Barrio Viejo — also historically known as Barrio Libre — was settled in the mid-19th century, primarily by Mexican-American and immigrant families. The neighborhood's distinctive Sonoran row houses were built right up to the sidewalk with no setback, sharing walls with their neighbors. Thick adobe walls kept interiors cool through brutal Sonoran summers, and many homes were built around an interior courtyard reached by a covered passageway called a zaguán.

What you see today is only a fraction of what once was. In the late 1960s, urban renewal projects — most notoriously the construction of the Tucson Convention Center — demolished roughly 80 acres of the original neighborhood, displacing hundreds of families and erasing some of the oldest residential architecture in the city. The southern portion of the barrio survived thanks to community pushback and the determined work of preservationists, and what remains is now a designated historic district.

Sonoran-style adobe home with traditional wooden door in Tucson's Barrio Viejo historic district.
A Sonoran row house — no setback, sharing walls with its neighbors.
Colorful painted adobe house facade in the Barrio Viejo neighborhood of Tucson, Arizona.
19th-century adobe, 21st-century paintbrush. 

The Colours of Barrio Viejo

Adobe in its natural state is a warm earthen brown — beautiful, but uniform. What makes Barrio Viejo immediately distinctive is the riot of paint colours layered over the adobe over the past century or so. There's no rulebook: homeowners pick whatever they love, and the result is a streetscape where every block surprises you. Cobalt next to coral next to lemon yellow. Soft lavender next to deep brick red. A green door against a turquoise wall.

The photos below were all taken on slow afternoon walks through the neighborhood. I shot them in RAW DNG format on a Google Pixel XL and processed them in Adobe Lightroom — a workflow I wrote about in a separate three-part series if you're curious about mobile RAW photography.

Painted adobe wall and architectural detail in Barrio Viejo, Tucson.
Adobe and paint — the signature combination.
Brightly painted adobe residence with carved wooden door in Tucson's Barrio Viejo.
A neighbour's door.
Painted adobe home with prickly pear cactus, Barrio Viejo, Tucson.
Where the desert meets the sidewalk.
Colourful streetscape of restored adobe homes in Barrio Viejo, Tucson, Arizona.
Another block, another surprise.

Doors, Windows, and Details

The longer you walk, the more you notice the smaller things — hand-painted tiles set into the wall beside a doorway, wrought-iron window grilles, carved wooden lintels, prickly pear and ocotillo planted right against the painted facades. The neighborhood rewards slow looking. A photographer could easily fill a morning walking just two or three blocks.

Hand-painted adobe facade and doorway in Barrio Viejo, Tucson.
A doorway worth photographing.
Adobe facade with wrought-iron window grille, Barrio Viejo, Tucson.
Wrought iron softens an adobe wall.
Architectural detail of an adobe home in Tucson's Old Neighborhood.
Late afternoon light and a spider on pink adobe.
Painted adobe wall in the warm afternoon light of Barrio Viejo, Tucson.
Color, in every direction.
Adobe row house corner with painted walls and traditional architectural details, Barrio Viejo.
A corner in the barrio.

El Tiradito: The Wishing Shrine

If you have time, walk to the corner of South Main Avenue and West Cushing Street to visit El Tiradito, the only shrine in the United States dedicated to a sinner buried on unconsecrated ground. The exact story behind the shrine varies depending on who's telling it — most versions involve a 19th-century love triangle that ended in violence — but the tradition is unmistakable: light a candle, make a wish, and if your candle burns through the night, your wish may come true. The wall is always crowded with melted wax, small offerings, and folded paper notes.

Restored historic home with traditional Sonoran row house architecture, Barrio Viejo, Tucson.
A front garden with furniture from an old tractor.
Painted adobe home with traditional architectural details in Barrio Viejo, Tucson, Arizona.
Restored adobe facade and cactus.
Sonoran row house facade in late afternoon light, Barrio Viejo, Tucson.
Sonoran row house facade.
A walk through the colourful streets of Barrio Viejo, Tucson's historic Old Neighborhood.
Walking home past Barrio Viejo green doors.

Where to Stay: The Menlo Park Neighborhood

When we visit Tucson for Thanksgiving — which is now an annual tradition — we stay in Menlo Park, the quiet residential neighborhood just across the Santa Cruz River from downtown. It's an easy and interesting fifteen-to-twenty-minute walk over to Barrio Viejo, crossing the Cushing Street Bridge with views of "A" Mountain (Sentinel Peak) behind you and downtown Tucson ahead. The walk passes Mercado San Agustín — a beautifully restored market square with cafés, a bakery, and a small grocery — which is a perfect stop for coffee on the way out or a glass of wine on the way back.

Menlo Park itself has its share of older adobe homes and is wonderfully walkable. It feels like a neighborhood rather than a hotel district, and it puts you within easy walking distance of Barrio Viejo, downtown Tucson, the Mission Garden, and the Loop bike path along the Santa Cruz River.

Plan Your Visit

For more on the neighborhood's history, the Visit Tucson is a good starting point. For walking, the best time of year is late autumn through early spring — Thanksgiving week is genuinely perfect, with daytime highs in the 70s°F, clear blue skies, and the long golden light of an Arizona winter afternoon. Bring a camera. Wear good shoes. And take your time. This is not a neighborhood to rush through.









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