I woke up feeling a lot better. I was still eating tums every half hour, but I was no longer at deaths door. Zoned wandered downstairs for breakfast. Because I was so in need of a hotel asap yesterday, the experience of searching around for good deals on a place to stay was completely lost on us. Our hotel was fancy. Some places serve up stale Danish and shitty coffee and call it a "contenential breakfast". Our "contenential breakfast consisted of anything you could possibly want, including a chef that would make you pancakes, French toast, an omlette or anything else you desired. It was fancy.
So we were on our way to bryce canyon. Lots of random canyons and folklore everywhere, so there were plenty of places to stop along the way.
After the whole arches camping fiasco we made sure to snag a site as soon as we could. Got a tent site at sunset campground and from then went hiking. Listened in on some ranger tours but eventually went off on our own. Hiked from a place called sunrise to the queens garden. Saw lots of stone columns they call hoodoos. And then had to hike all the way back up. Had pancakes and hot chocolate for dinner. Oh yeah, we tried getting firewood from the general store, but they said their shipment didn't come in and they didn't have any. So we had to make a fire from the 2 small logs that we had left over from rocky mountain park. I dunno if you have ever tried to make a roaring fire with two logs, but it's hard. Our campfire did not win any awards. But at least we kind of had one.
Hello rooster chefs. You are creepy.
This reminded me of that 5/5 legendary dragon magic card.
Unlikely.
Bryce canyon. Awesome.
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