Best thing about visiting the Grand Canyon? People watching.
Not that the view isn’t magnificent. It is. I mean, LOOK at it!
The scale of the place is–hard to grasp. So huge, you think: gosh, that stream in the bottom is really small. And then you realize that’s the freaking Colorado River! I’ve been on the Colorado River. It’s not small.
And the colors! The reds and blues and purples and greens just glow, especially toward sunset. And the air smells… wow! This is what every pine-scented air freshener hopes to become if it’s been very, very good and goes to heaven after it dies.
I’ve hiked slot canyons. Explored distant arches. Traveled all over Utah. Climbed to Ancestral Puebloan ruins all over the Southwest. Boated the length of Lake Powell, and bushwhacked up Dark Canyon (that’s a special sort of heaven, for certain). I’ve seen pretty vistas.
So, yeah. Seeing the Grand Canyon is an awe-inspiring experience.
But this is what made me smile:
I love watching other people appreciating stuff that makes me happy; stuff that makes this world awesome!
Go forth and be awesome, everyone!