I do declare I am okay.
Some of you prayed.
All of you were kind and
My sister promised to slap me
when she sees me.
My daughter told me to
"put on my big girl panties".
(eww I hate that word "panties").
Today, I had on my "rose colored" glasses.
We started our day with the train trip
to the Grand Canyon.
Now, I ask you...
if a train looks like a bus
and rides like a bus...
is it a bus?
Holy choo-choo, we booked the wrong trip.
We were on a bus to the Grand Canyon.
A little bus, but a bus.
Our guide was named Cody Coyote Victor.
White boy claimed it was spelled
Kodie Kiotie Victor.
I gave him a couple of Indian names,
Annoys Me Alot
Runs His Mouth.
Supposedly, he was a rodeo announcer after
years of rodeo competing.
He taught Western history for years at a
He gave us way more background than
even this blabber mouth wanted.
We first stopped at a volcano
Sunset Crater National Monument.
We were given a 15 minute allotment
to check out the scene
following a 15 minute lesson on
the difference between a National Monument,
a National Forest,
and a National Park.
Google it b/c I can't remember
and I can't care to google it for you.
From there we ventured to the Indian ruins.
I now know pueblo means
We were given 20 minutes there.
We may have gotten griped at b/c
Stuart and I started to walk away from
the Talk Master to get a picture
before he gave the time assignment.
The ruins were really fascinating.
It was so still.
Oops I digress.
When we were back on the bus I texted
our daughter Annie
that I had just seen Indian ruins.
She said she thought I was sick.
Indian ruins not Indian runs.
Ha ha ... Idiot.
From there to a Trading Post for lunch.
Menus were passed back.
We needed to know what
beverage and entree' we wanted.
He told us "don't let them give you a menu.
Know what you want.
It will be faster."
We arrived and were seated.
The older guy across the table
had a menu in his hand
I warned him,
"Oh, he is going to flip if he sees that menu."
Just then along comes Kotie the Time Nazi
and he grabbed the menu out of the guy's hands.
He walked away and my sis-in-law said
"when I got up this morning, I was an adult"
The guy across the table and his wife
were visiting AZ
to celebrate their 50th anniversary.
They were from WI.
The man gave me my new catch phrase.
"It's the berries."
Feel free to use it.
I will share it with you.
We had a few minutes to
look around the Trading Post gift shop
35 minutes later
we were back on the time machine
headed to the Big Canyon.
And then smoke was coming out of the engine.
pour water in the engine...
pull over and repeat...
and repeat again
Finally, we got to the first stop of the look out.
We are off schedule.
I think at this point
Kotie had the Indian runs.
We went off to look at the site.
We had 30 minutes.
We then had to come back to the drop-off spot
where he instructed us to
walk over to the visitor center
and wait for a big bus.
That bus would take us to the main visitor center
25 miles away
and then the company
was sending another small bus
to take us home.
We walked to the visitor center
and then he came over there
and said oops, walk back to the first spot.
Stop the madness.
We had 3 people who could hardly walk.
2 walked with canes.
Finally, we boarded the "new" big bus
and made the trip
to the main visitor center.
I took lots of pictures
from a safe distance.
I really couldn't get to the edge.
The railings are about mid-thigh.
Some people disregard the warnings and
go outside the railings.
None from our group disobeyed
but a man let his kids climb out on rocks.
I had to walk away.
Stuart took pictures but they all look the sme.
Words cannot give it description.
I tell you,
God is good.
God is such an artist.
It is amazingly huge and beautiful.
We soaked in the beauty
and then loaded up in the replacement bus
for the long drive home.
The sun was set
and we were tired.
Kotie was now back at the wheel.
He called on his history as "the History Teacher".
He asked questions.
He called out True or False?
I called out in my mind...
gun squad or lynch mob?
We were all too tired to do
History of the West,
Real or Reel?
(how Hollywood gave us fake facts.)
Some played along.
All in all, it was a good day.
I loved the sights.
I loved the 14 other bus mates.
All were so nice.
Everyone helped each other.
We enjoyed the marvelous sights.
I encourage you to
go see the Grand Canyon if you can.
But take the train.
I hear it's the berries.