On Tuesday we left Zion and drove to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon to celebrate Alex’s 9th birthday. Okay that’s really where we planned to go anyway and Alex didn’t really care about looking at more rock. Driving to the park reminded me of driving through the UP with all the pine trees. On the way, Alex was sure to remind Dad not to hit any cows by the side of the road (we saw several of them).
Once at the park, we got out and Willy started his “I’m tired” routine. Matty cried the whole day “Ouwie, Ouwie” and I was nervous because of the drop offs and wind. We only stayed long enough to take a few pictures at a couple of spots but at least we can say we were there.
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