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It took me 28 years to get to the Grand Canyon.
I actually didn’t even realize it took so long. I didn’t even realize i ever wanted to go, until I got an invitation, and i thought about it and then I decided to go see what all the hoopla was about.
If there is one thing all this time off is good for, its deciding that you want to go to the Grand Canyon and being able to just get on a plane the next day and go.
It was beautiful. BIG. expansive. swirling, and very GRAND. Fancy.
I was actually quite amazed that you could just pull off into any view point, hop the wall, and find a little nook to camp out on.
I said to my friend, “Holy crap, you can just go wherever? No guard rails?” To which he replied…”I think its kinda like, well…you knew there was a big hole so…”
It was very windy on this particular perch, but it was way magical (or maybe it was the wine + the altitude?), almost like if i jumped I might very well relocate into the middle of nowhere. Even the birds were having a hard time navigating. I think they liked it though….I bet its similiar to the gravitron ride at the fair.
Time stands still in the presence of such a monstrosity. You cant help but just breath..a lot, in hopes of taking it all in. At times its like: hmmm thats a big hole, weird….and then your like: What the fuck? This thing looks fake.
Its a trip.
So beautiful. And necessary.