An astute observation: the farther west we travel, the happier I am. The Bus Crew and the Chase car kids had a reunion in a Bryce Canyon parking lot worthy of slow motion, an open field, and an abundance of butterflies, as I had a more private reunion of my own with the browns, reds, and dry heat of the desert (insert deep sigh here). After reveling for a good 30 minutes at the fact that, for the first time ever, Brent was the stinkiest bus member of the bus, we set up shop outside of the Bryce General Store. It was a slow day for talking, but a good day for long hikes. The group split up into 3 respective groups and took in the unreal scenery. We reconvened for a family meeting in the evening over some polygamy porters. We saw 3 bambis and a jackalope….other than that I’m not quite sure what was said.
Fin!
- hayley
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