Grand

It was crazy to keep the agenda we had, even when we weren't real sure what it was. The Grand Canyon always popped up when we discussed what to do next, so it must be done, I thought. Camping there? Meh, another time. The low temp of 24 tomorrow scared me off and so I started dialing hotels. Turns out, $20 more than some motel well outside the park got us a single room at El Tovar. Last time I was here, I hoped to stay at this hotel so no way was twenty bucks holding me back. The whole crew was stoked for a hot shower and a sit down meal. Having said meal with familiar faces was a true bonus. 

El Tovar:

Cups of ice cream take-out from the restaurant because Ellie said so, and no one argued. Caroline pictured here with an expression that proves she's well past her bedtime. 

Tomorrow (4/2/16), we will enjoy a bit of this canyon and then point the Pilot back toward Denver. Home is starting to sound good.