When I first saw the Grand Canyon, it almost didn't look real. I think it's too big for my brain to process what it was seeing. Plus it seemed like I would fall off the edge. There were people sitting on rocks jutting out into nothing, but I couldn't do it. (I don't know that I'm afraid of heights; it's the falling part. Besides, I trip enough when the ground is flat One loose rock and. . .)
I hiked around about a quarter of it. (The shuttles were too full, and you don't get to see all the views and wildlife.) On the west end there are views of the Colorado river. I didn't expect it to be brown.
The highlight was staying around for sunset. It was beautiful! (My pictures don't do it justice.) The best part was the little French girl saying good-bye as it sunk below the horizon.
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