Painted Desert

The day after Kaia and I said goodbye to Alice and Charlotte, we were forced to say goodbye to Garon. Cruel fate! Garon stayed in his familial seat in Albuquerque and we moved on. Aah, lovely Garon, filled with wonderful qualities. What a special guy; and lately since it's just been him in a very feminine environment of us he's been our Representative of Man. Good job he has all those muscles. We had lunch together in the Frontier restaurant where they had this weird ordering system of flashing lights and good breakfasts, then I guess Kai and I drove off. It was very sad.

We were aiming for the Grand Canyon, but that day we could only get as far as Flagstaff, Arizona. Along the way we stopped by the Painted Desert National Park, almost by accident really. It was so pretty!


They're formed by wind and rain in cool and special ways, and I really have no idea about the geology beyond that. In one ear, out the other. They were just pretty. We wandered and drove amongst the dunes for hours until we lost track of time and had to hotfoot it to Flagstaff.

Also:

2:58pm- I see my first tumbleweed, on the highway!