As I found out on my drive to Utah, the west is big. Really big. Mind blowingly big. Bryce Canyon is completely unreal and yet there it is.
The boy drove from town out to the national park. Though I-70 is very flatlander friendly, the state roads are not conducive to driving for someone afraid of heights. When I could look out at the scenery, it was amazing. I am really grateful to the army for teaching the boy how to drive, especially since he didn't have to enlist!
There was a rain/hail/thunder storm on the way up to the top of the canyon. We got out of the car during a brief respite and took a short hike. The sign warning about rattlesnakes was in the bathroom. We saw that after we were done walking around!
