looking back

Today we planned for the dealership, using a model that Jon created after the one from Preach My Gospel. And it was wonderful, and productive, and will help us be wonderful and productive. But then this afternoon, I remembered the first summer we were married and our spontaneity. One day, Jon picked me up from work at BYU and told me we were headed on a date. He proceeded to drive so far south that I turned to him and asked if we were going to Las Vegas. We did just that. And extended our trip to visit his Nunu in Newport Beach, CA. That trip holds some of our dear memories, especially as a newly-married couple. I love that he planned it all, packed my clothes, and surprised me, and that we did it in our Mini, which turned into our bed/ hotel room one of the nights. I'm happy that we know how to be all responsible and whatnot, especially now that we have a child, but I'm also happy that we spent the summer of 2008 basking in the glory and freedom of newlywed bliss.

savor the state: national park tour fall 2010 day 3, part 2

So we drove the 160 miles or so from Bryce Canyon to the Grand Canyon on Highway 89. The road is mostly scenic with a few small towns here and there, and side-of-the-road rock shops. In one of the small, southernmost towns in Utah, we stumbled on this little classic car dealership. Most places down there remind us of scenes from Radiator Springs.

and since we've talked about it for years and had the chance, we stopped by Coral Pink Sand Dunes, got a little disappointed with the park, and then played in the mud to make up for it
(I did tell Jon it would make him crazy to be there without an ATV of some kind)

the drive in northern Arizona began as a barren wasteland but turned into an astonishing scenic route through the Kaibab National Forest: sections of the road showcased nature's fury and the leftovers of wildfire; elsewhere, the view opened up to vast meadows amongst the thick trees



please forgive those who don't know how to operate our camera-we wanted a family photo

possibly one of the greatest moments was when Jon thought a much smaller side canyon was our final destination; it made his first view of the real thing even better

we loved how rustic and forested the north rim is (I visited the south rim probably 17 years ago)

and Jon loved the lighting at sunset, while Emory loved on Riley the fox, though we maybe should have gotten him the stuffed Kaibab squirrel they sold in the gift shop (at least we saw one in the wild on our drive into the park)

And then that was it. No hiking, no plans to return the next day, we just needed to see it, you know? Plus the next day was 10/10/10 and a huge group of bright-yellow-shirt-wearing folks of all ages were scheduled to hike from rim to rim. It was a zoo.