However, we didn't make it.
First, I got enchanted once again with the area around Flagstaff. For those who don't know Arizona, once you get up around 4,000 feet, it starts getting greener. You get up around 6,000 feet, and you run into ponderosa pine forests. So I drove around the forests for awhile.
Then as I am heading to the Canyon, I stop at an Aircraft museum, which the tot loves. Lots of cool old airplanes. And a neat airport.
The next stop is a Flinstones roadside tourist trap. Still pretty neat.
Then we stop at a National Geographic museum and we spend time there. By the time we get out, I realize more and more that I really... and I hate to say this.... don't give a fuck about the GC. Really, why pay 20 bucks to go look at a hole in the ground? I mean... come on.
Although I will say I am impressed by how many Asian tourists I saw in the area around the GC. I guess they must really love.... giant holes.
So instead of going into the Canyon, we turned back and drove towards Flagstaff on US 180. If you are ever in Arizona and get a chance, drive on this highway. It is the most beautiful drive I have ever seen. You are surrounded by mountains and giant pine forests. Scattered throughout the pines there are other trees, which this time of year are beautiful spashes of crimson and yellow.
Then we got to Flag... and that was... well, thats for next time.