The Belly Bump a la Grand Canyon… hidden a bit by my t-shirt. Whoops.
Just got back from Vegas. Vegas is BUSY. We had a great time, but holy crap, I need a break now.
A couple days into our holiday we decided to make the 5+ hour (each way) trek to the Grand Canyon. I am so glad we did because it was bea-U-tiful.
John was so glad we did because we hired a Camaro for the day.
Apparently this car “has legs.” Looks like a silver car to me.
It felt good to get in the car and just drive. My feet had been killing me from wandering up and down the strip and dodging short-skirted waitresses in smoke swirled casinos. It was so nice to breathe fresh air. No ding, ding, DING, DING of slot machines. Just tourists doing their best not to trip and fall into the canyon.
We were talking about what we would do different the next time we hung out at Ongtupqa: We’d stay for longer, we’d go when it was warmer (turns out the canyon is COLD in November, y’all), strap on our hiking boots and see the canyon from all angles… and next time around it will be with kids.
John got nervous each time I stepped within 10 feet of a ledge to take photo. The next time we’re here we’re going to be running interference with curious little ones. There is a chance he won’t let us out of the car at all.
And a good chance we won’t be hiring a Camaro…
Well… maybe we will…
… that sucker flew…
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