Tuesday, August 30, 2016

The Great Southwest

We knew we wanted to hit the Grand Canyon and visit some friends who moved back to Flagstaff last year.  We're playing things by ear right now, no reservations.  So from Kings Canyon, we started researching.  When we headed out from the campground, we had a name of a campground.  As we travelled, the car thermometer kept rising.  At 7pm when we stopped for dinner in Baker, CA, it was 107.  We had already made the decision, at that point, to skip the godforsaken land of California for somewhere that didn't feel like preparation for hell.  At 2am we rolled into the Springhill Suites in Flagstaff.  Can I tell you how freaking awesome a bed and four walls is?  And there's a swimming pool here (never mind all the glacier fed rivers the kids have been swimming in, along with lakes and creeks).  And laundry....cheap laundry!  We shot our budget, but it has restored much happiness to our band of weary travellers.   Oh, and I'm aware that the dictionary takes the singular "l" version of traveler/traveling.  Doesn't that look stupid?  Doesn't it just call for doubling?  Yes, yes it does.  And it used to, some lazy bastards just dropped the second "l" at some point in history, and majority rules.  Buck the trends.  Think outside the box.  Be who you were born to be.  A travelling freak show, that's who I am.

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