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Day 9-- Emma's Favorite Day (Besides Visiting with Matt and Meredith)


Day 9—Page, AZ

On our way out of Grand Canyon National Park, we stopped at Desert View, which espouses to be a place where you can see most of the canyon and the painted desert (not the one in Petrified Forest National Park—there is more than one painted desert, who knew?).  We took our children on a forced march up the Desert View Tower stairs, looked at the view for a few minutes, and then hit up the gift shop because.   .  . Logan. 







After Desert View, we set out for Page, Arizona to catch a Hummer tour of the slot canyons.  The two-hour drive to Page was gorgeous.  We drove through Navajo land and a gorgeous painted desert. 




We arrived at our destination, Slot Canyon Hummer Tours, right on time, which I thought was an hour late because apparently the Navajo are an hour ahead of Page, AZ, my iPhone changed time, and I panicked—and maybe cried a bit. 

The Hummer tour was FANTASTIC.  Our guide was personable, our fellow travelers were Czech and Swiss, and it was in a Hummer—in the desert—off road—on Navajo land.  This was Emma’s favorite part of the trip, and I have to admit it was pretty fabulous. The guide showed me how to set up my iPhone for the perfect photos, and he pointed out the best angles to get perfect pictures.  The kids enjoyed playing in the sand, climbing the sides of the canyon, running, going potty in the desert (TWICE for Logan), and imagining pictures in the rocks.  Brad and I were in awe of the scenery.
The kids enjoyed climbing the sides of the canyon




Our guide made Logan appear in multiple places :-)















On the way back to our car, the guide took us up a little hill in the Hummer, rock surfed, and really showed the kids a good time (and showed us what a Hummer can do).

After our tour and after supper (Mexican—yum!), we went to Glen Canyon Dam for a little sight seeing (with our Sonic milkshakes because.  .  . vacation), and then we returned to the hotel for a little swimming with every single person checked into our hotel--not one person an American.   The pool was a very unique experience as we lounged and swam with Eastern Europeans, Chinese, French, Swiss, Italian, and I am sure a few other nationalities.  Emma loved hearing all of the different languages.

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