The weather was a lot cooler than we were expecting, which made the day much easier on the cats. We made it to the Grand Canyon around 10am. $25 to get in the park. A little steep, but we came this far…
Drove out to one of the look out points, and WOW! Sam claimed that she thought it was going to be a big ditch in the ground, but this is amazing. The best way to describe it would be the inverse of Denali. There were just layers and layers of carved out rock. I really wish we had more time to stay here and hike down past the rim. Alas, we had little time and could only leave the cats in the car for so long. Thankfully, the weather permitted us to leave them in the car comfortably for longer than if we were still in Palm Springs. We did a quick jaunt along one of the trails on the south rim. Then, back to the car and stopped off at the village to send off some post cards. We were back on the road before noon.
Meow. Meow. Meow. Lucy still refused to succumb to the Dramamine. I am not sure if I am more impressed or annoyed with her. She is a 9 lb cat and even though we only gave her a quarter of a pill; that should be plenty to put her out cold. And this same amount had her drooling yesterday! She was thrown back in the kennel, which was unfortunately a punishment for both cats. Tom had been snoozing happily, enjoying his buzz in the back corner of the kennel. Now he had to deal with a pissed off Lucy in there with him. She made up for the fact that she could no longer crawl all over us by making more noise. We compensated by turning our book on tape up even louder. We were still listening to Duma Key. Another example of how Stephen King can be longwinded. But, the story had been set up during the drive from Oregon to SoCal. Now, we were getting to the good stuff.
Arizona turned into New Mexico and we lost an hour. Traveling West is always easier than traveling East. Losing hours in the day is always a downer. Though, we were up early, it doesn’t feel like it because there was only 23 hours today. Right across the New Mexico border, in Gallup, we saw a sign for the Ellis Tanner Trading Post. Of all the ironic names for a store along the drive…
We stopped to get pictures and look around. The store was full of Navajo art and jewelry. Wish they had bags or some sort of keepsake with the store’s name on it.
Lucy was allowed out, but was thrown back in the kennel (she had even taken a second quarter of Dramamine with little effect). Our original plan was to stop for the night in Albuquerque. I hear good things about the town and would be a good place to go grab dinner, especially since today is the one year anniversary of our first date (not that we are counting). But, by the time we got there, both cats were behaving. Both of us felt fine. There was still daylight. And our book on tape was really getting good. Lucy was allowed out where she curled up in Sam’s lap and went to sleep. We pressed on. We can get a nice dinner later. New Mexico really is a beautiful state. I-40 drives along the ecological line between desert and mountains. I enjoyed the scenery. We drove across most of the state before crashing at a Motel 6 in Santa Rosa. Not much to the town, but a good stopping point. Made it further than we anticipated.
Up Next: Driving through the flyover states.
M.E.
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