Last week Vanessa and I went to Vegas for the first time, and it was everything TV and movies promised it would be — full of bright lights, a fake Eiffel tower, and people wandering aimlessly toward endless drinking and/or gambling.
But more about that later.
Between Sunday morning at 8:30 a.m. and Monday at 5 p.m., we managed to road trip it to both the Grand Canyon and Antelope Canyon in Page, Arizona.
It was majestic and beautiful and awe-inspiring as fuck. But again, more about that later.
What we weren’t quite expecting was how remarkable the drive between destinations would be. Within 20 minutes of leaving artificial Vegas behind, I was snapping pics of mountains, then later forestry, then later desert. There was both sun and snow. If we could’ve effectively captured all the stars we saw at night, I would’ve photographed that too.
As we wound down the road from Vegas, through Arizona, and through Utah on the way back, we exclaimed things like “Oh my god!” “Where are we?!” “What is this?!” “Holy shit!” “This is crazy!”
At times it seemed hard to believe were in the United States and not some far off yet to be discovered land.
Needless to say, our brief expedition outside the city wasn’t just a nice juxtaposition to the shiny fakeness of Vegas, but a departure from the nature we’re used to seeing in Canada as well.
Here’s a selection of what we experienced looking out from our rental car.
How dreamy are those blue skies?!