My parents are on a vacation to the Grand Canyon. Here's a letter from my mom, for those who want to participate virtually in the splendor:
Well. We're at the Grand Canyon. We've been to the rim and walked along it, and taken a little trail down into it a bit, and it is indeed large and view-riffic.
But the crowds! The teeming masses of humanity! The bumper-to-bumper cars inching along mile after mile! I'm far more amazed at how crowded it is than I am at any grandness.
Checking in to our enviable "deep-within-the-national-park" lodge room was like finding a seat for the Super Bowl. We found the last possible parking space in a vast parking lot and walked with throngs of people to the registration center, where we joined a line pouring out the door. Forty-five minutes later we reached the registration desk (with four clerks, like in a TJ Maxx except WAY slower) who told us our room wasn't ready yet. Since it was 4:30, we wondered when it would be ready .... by bedtime, we hoped? She didn't know, but said to check back in 30 minutes. We asked if we would need to go through the line again and she said "yes." So we asked if we should just go to the end of the line again now since it was at least a 30-minute line, and she said yes. We actually went away for an hour before we tried again, but we did go through the line again, when finally our room was ready.
Everywhere we've been so far has been filled with throngs of people (including one very tall man I keep seeing again and again who has passed us about 5 times and I've noticed him because he's wearing a micro-mini skirt and has shaved bare legs). We've checked into our room and are now going to walk back to Grand Central Station where they have an over-priced but convenient mega-mall-type food-court.
Love, Swistle's Mom
Can't you just SEE the stunning vistas? the astonishing beauty of nature?