Ever since The Husband and I have hit the road towards the West Coast, we’ve wanted to hit that great hole in the ground – The Grand Canyon.
The first attempt, we failed miserably. We underestimated the distance of the canyon from Show Low, AZ. Remember that quaint mountain town where life was unbelievably slow? It was a 3-hour one way trip and the sun was already setting. We settled for a smaller (definitely not lesser) National Park, the Petrified Forest, which was an hour away from Show Low.
The second time we tried, we were just too pressed for time. There was a 10-hour road trip ahead back to Texas and no more time to enjoy the grandeur of the Grand Canyon. We decided to pass it up and drive on.
The third time was the charm, as they’ve said. It really was. The Husband and I planned well and made it!