A hot evening in Las Vegas (not impressed), and then Grand Canyon. As the only one in my family, I wasn't too overwhelmed by Grand Canyon - yes, it was beautiful and vast and all that, but what blew me away was Monument Valley; a sort of reverse Grand Canyon. It's indian country, and it was strange riding in the back of a pick-up truck in the red dust, blonde hair and all, while they had no money and didn't hide it. We stopped by a local supermarket, where there were only a few things around, and the lettuce was far too old and brown on the leaves. It was weird. But the valley was beautiful.
The indians quickly posed for photos.
A hot evening in Las Vegas (not impressed), and then Grand Canyon. As the only one in my family, I wasn't too overwhelmed by Grand Canyon - yes, it was beautiful and vast and all that, but what blew me away was Monument Valley; a sort of reverse Grand Canyon. It's indian country, and it was strange riding in the back of a pick-up truck in the red dust, blonde hair and all, while they had no money and didn't hide it. We stopped by a local supermarket, where there were only a few things around, and the lettuce was far too old and brown on the leaves. It was weird. But the valley was beautiful.
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