That Time I Saw the Ghost of the Grand Canyon
So this post is my “Arizona Adventures Part Two” post. (Here’s Part One).
It tells the story, young padawans, of the time I almost saw the Grand Canyon.
See, there comes a time in every weather pattern’s life when things get a little gloomy. Maybe the cumulus and cirrus clouds broke up; maybe precipitation lost its job…whatever the reason, the climate becomes unbearably cold, damp, and nobody has any idea what lies ahead.
Such was a day this last Saturday, when my brother and I attempted to see the Grand Canyon.
This is what we were expecting to see:
And this is what we actually saw:
It was actually pretty cool though, there was just a sheet of white covering EVERYTHING. You couldn’t see more than 3 feet in front of you, and everything above, below, in front, behind…was all just white. So weird.
So I can’t quite cross the Grand Canyon off my list yet haha. Some day I’ll go back in the summer.
The most ridiculous part about all this though, was that the skies were bright blue and sunny, without a cloud in the sky…over in the parking lot right next to the canyon.
A beautiful natural landscape we did get to see, however, was the Granite Dells, just a hop skip and a jump away from Brady’s apartment. I couldn’t get over the beautiful high desert landscape, it reminded me so much of Central and Eastern Oregon, it was almost like being home
We climbed over EVERYYTHINGGG. Slightly difficult with a DSLR in hand, but I managed. Also, not gonna lie, my biggest fear is climbing down things. Ladders, rocks, tiny hills, downward sloping sidewalks…I hate it. So much.
So while climbing up all the rock formations was a blast, making my way back to the car took ages hahah.
We also had a bit of a photo shoot up there. I’ll spare you the vast majority, but I’ve included a couple gems
Wow, this is gonna be a long post…sorry. *sheepish face*
I’ll try to summarize quicker and consolidate my photo-love.
Brady took me on a tour of his campus (Embry Riddle Aeronautical University). First thing of note: Rock landscaping is the shiz. I seriously can’t shut up about the aesthetics of everything down here.
Embry Riddle apparently houses a Guinness World Record status miniature model airplane collection, no big deal.
They are also having a moustache contest at the end of “No Shave November”….how has nobody else organized one of these yet!
Other things we did: visiting two sort-of-but-not-really nearby cities: Sedona and Jerome.
Sedona is a tiny town built in an area full of these gorgeous red rocks, similar to what I suppose the Grand Canyon must have looked like *narrowed eyes of bitterness*.
And they’re obsessed with the color pink, and these tiny skiddish boar-looking animals called Javelinas. I don’t know, man.
Gorgeous city, very picturesque…and very much a tourist trap haha.
And then Jerome is a ghost town. Creepy and really cool at the same time. Brady said when he’s been here before in the summer, it’s been pretty deserted. But it was poppin’ when we went. Carolers literally everywhere (not just Christmas songs — Hakuna Matata was in their repertoire as well hahah); bands in every other resturant/bar; so many cars we had to park out of town and walk in..it was nuts.
If you want to read about the history of the town (and really, you should, this place is awesome), click here.
When we arrived, we headed over to The Haunted Hamburger to get some o’ dat nourishment. I ordered a Haunted Hamburger (duh…how could I not), and it had multiple cheeses, guac, bacon, sauteed onions, and mushrooms. JUST SAYIN’.
Finally (I’m almost done, I swear): We checked out Prescott. Downtown’s main attraction is called “Whiskey Row,” which I mentioned briefly in Part One of this whole adventure.
We checked out some art galleries, including one named “Van Gogh’s Ear.” We went olive oil tasting (yes, seriously. I was a little sketched out at the prospect of just casually sipping on some olive oil, but the guy who worked there was so passionate and excited about mixing them up into delicious concoctions for me, that I caved). We dipped into The Palace, an old saloon where Billy the Kid’s rivals apparently used to hang out and be all intimidating and cool.
And then after checking out some of the saloons at night and watching a few country bands and dances (love love love), we went to Devil’s Pantry.
Where I ordered a strip of chocolate covered bacon, and chocolate chip cookie dough dipped in funnel cake batter, deep fried, filled with whipped cream, and covered in chocolate sauce.
It was quite possibly the best day of my life.
And now…back to school!
First of all: never ever traveling for Thanksgiving again. Getting back here was a nightmare.
Secondly: ALL OF MY FINAL PAPERS ARE DUE IN 1-2 WEEKS!!
And noooone of my InterLibrary Loan books have come in. Nada. Zip. Zilch. ZERO.
Apparently ordering them 3-4 weeks in advance isn’t quite enough time…
So kids, take it from me. If you ever find yourself in a class project where your professor encourages you to order your books for your final paper like, 3 months in advance, just DO IT.
I feel foolish.
I hope you had all had a wonderful break! <3