Another Day of Misconceptions and Some Bad Singing
Yesterday, we went to the Grand Canyon. The weather was beautiful, the Canyon breathtaking and now I can check the visit off my bucket list. The trip getting there however, was a strategic blunder on my end. Apparently, there are three ways to get to the Grand Canyon from Las Vegas: A car, a helicopter and a bus. I have been driving a lot for work and the thought of renting a car and driving 375 miles round trip on a road that was not the New Jersey Turnpike or the Garden State Parkway was not appealing. The helicopter was also a non-starter. Years ago, we had taken a helicopter ride and it took about a year for me to get feeling back in my fingers after clenching the seat handles for the entire trip. So that left the bus. We were told to meet at a nearby hotel (which by the way, we had to take a taxi to get there—another big miscalculation on my end because I had no idea that the Vegas Strip was as big as it is. It looked much smaller in Oceans 11) at 6:15 am. There wer...