A family's journey around North America
We left Nevada and crossed through a corner of Arizona before reaching Utah. The road led us through a mountain range that they literally blasted through. In Utah, there were lots of beautiful mountains and still some Joshua trees.
In St. George we saw some snow-capped peaks and when we arrived at the Majestic Inn near Zion National Park, we were surrounded by peaks.
On our friend Scott’s advice, we stopped at the Valley of Fire State Park. It was pretty special – mountains of red rock, but with little caves hollowed out here and there.
The best part though was the petroglyphs. We had to climb 84 stairs and then we had a close view of these drawings that are around 4000 years old. The sad thing is that some people have actually scratched their own names over top in spots. Can’t they find their own rock to write on? That is tourism at its lowest.
We were having fun photographing the petroglyphs when some people came up and told us there was something above our heads. It turned out to be a Peregrine Falcon who’d been sitting there all along.
We woke up in the morning feeling hungover which wasn’t fair since we only had one drink the night before. Ghis’s back was hurting and both our throats were sore – maybe the dry air?
Ghis went for a drive in the morning to visit Andre Agassi’s school and Morgane and I went to take a peek at a few more hotels along the strip.
We started at The Luxor which is like Egypt, then went to Excalibur, the castle, and New York with its statue of liberty and all. We finished with the MGM hotel.
We all decided we’d had enough of Las Vegas and could move on, even if we hadn’t eaten at a buffet or gambled any money. The only thing we’ll really miss is our hotel bathtub which was big and amazing.
