I would imagine when most people in other countries think of
America,
they think of big guns, Chevy trucks, McDonalds, and Coca-Cola. But I would imagine
they also think of Old Faithful at Yellowstone, the Statue of Liberty, the
Alamo, and the
Golden Gate
Bridge. If the tourists
who were present in
Arizona last week were any
indication, they also apparently think of the
Grand Canyon.
It's the quintessential image of the American west: the wild western landscape,
the dramatic cliffs, and the endless open expanse. The place was crowded with
visitors from foreign lands, Asia and
Europe
mostly. I think about the places overseas I'd love to see and I imagine these
people thought the same of the
Grand Canyon,
which is why they probably paid a fortune to fly over to see it.
But for us, it's only ever been a day's drive
away, another piece of natural splendor in the vast beauty of
America, but
one we hadn't made it to see yet. Thankfully, the government - in all the things
it seems to try to mess up - has preserved the National Parks for visitors like
us. The boys and I had never been to the
Grand Canyon
before, now we're glad to say we have.
Cold weather camping for these southern boys...
It almost doesn't look real at times, as if you could reach out and touch the canvas...
Looking around, there were plenty of families with kids like
ours, checking out the views, taking the hikes, and waiting in the seemingly
endless wait lines for the shuttle buses. I think for the past hundred years or
so it's been the thing to do, take the kids to see the Grand Canyon, then tell
them when they get older that they were there and show them the pictures to
prove it. So we did our part. Here are the photos of when we went to the Grand Canyon, kids. It was incredible!