I spent 5 days last month hiking/camping the Grand Canyon. Some notes while my memory is somewhat fresh.
– I remember it being prettier. The part I was at didn’t have that milky blue water. And earth that was less…swirly? Something was missing.
– But Sedona was even more beautiful than I remember.
– The Grand Canyon is big. It’s hard to believe, but you can’t actually see most of its depth unless go right into it. All you can see from the top is how wide it is, but you’re missing half the grandness!
– Before my trek on the Inca Trail, Jessica told me that Machu Picchu would ruin all my future travels by comparison — that maybe I should save it for later in life. I told her she was crazy. She has been very right so far.
– If there were words to describe how it feels to casually stroll through the Canyon at night without any lights because the full moon is so bright that you can easily see where you’re walking and everything else around you, I would write them here so that I could remember forever. Alas, this description of how impossible it is will have to do, hopefully triggering flashbacks of sorts.
– Oh and the caves! Who knew there were random caves to explore!
– Imagine that when I was 13 I had had this site and posted my thoughts from my first Grand Canyon trip! I wonder what I would’ve said…
