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.
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| The kids enjoyed climbing the sides of the canyon |
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| 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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