Grand Canyon - Night

Me at the gift shop at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon. With this hat I look just like John Popper of Blues Traveler, or so I thought.

Tim trying on a weird cowboy hat. We didn't have anything better to do, so we goofed around in the gift shop.

The Grand Canyon at night. Trust me, it's there. Cause I almost fell in. That's cause I couldn't see the darn thing. Even though there was a full moon, there wasn't much to see.

Remember those old western movies where the baddies tied the defenseless prostitutes to the train tracks so the heroic cowboys could save them at the last second right before a train ran them over? Well, this was kinda like that, except there were no baddies, I'm not a defenseless prostitute, and no heroic cowboy came to save me at the last minute before a train ran me over. These train tracks were right by the rim. So naturally, we laid down on them. It was my idea, I thought it would make for a funny photograph. Am I right?

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