well, my friends, there are better ways to combat a quarter life crisis. my poor college graduate body passed out on the way there (i guess i couldn't handle two nights without sleep). i woke up and we were in the middle of a snowstorm. we arrived at the canyon at six in the morning and wrapped ourselves in blankets. unfortunately the sunrise was less than majestic--it was more of a bright spot rising behind a wall of fog. we couldn't even get good pictures. such a bummer. i remember briefly going to the grand canyon when i was younger and it took my breath away. this time around my breath was more concentrated on keeping my hands from turning blue. ah well--all for the sake of spontaneity right? and we did get to use our south asian turban making skills.
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Oh I miss road trips. Well let me specify...I miss road trips that include burgers and Starbucks and exclude smelly drivers and careening dangerously close to the edge of a mountain while a Tata truck comes barreling at you.
Cool turbans!!
but the memories you made....twenty years from now you and alicia will say "Remember that time we drove all night to the grand canyon and you passed out and we couldn't even see the sunrise and it was freezing?" I think we tend to remember the things that didn't turn out as planned better than ones that did.
Hi Julie,
Guy Spillers here, dropping a good ol' "Howdy Doody" from NC. Can't wait to see you guys in April!
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