Eighth Wonder Of The World

Trip Start Jul 08, 2006
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Trip End Sep 03, 2006


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Sunday, July 9, 2006

I wake up feeling fine, arise and shower, sit and think, while Andrew dozes peacefully. Do we want the elevator tour? A glass-walled trip outside the face? How much time will we want to spend in the Visitors Center? How much to do inside? Will Andrew love it, have some fun, learn something new?

Get up! I finally say. We've got a Grand day ahead of us! And so we do. He grins and looks around. I teach him all the tricks I know.

"In a motel room, always pull the bedcovers up, let the spread cover the pillows, let it lay flat. Then, you can gather your stuff together on top of the bed, look around, make sure nothing's left behind. Otherwise, your pj's will wind up buried, or maybe your favorite book."

He heeds my suggestion, pulls the cover up, dresses, zips his pack.

Now pee the cooler, I say.

He looks at me. All the ice has melted now, I explain, so set it on the bathtub edge, and pull the plug.

Aha! He tilts the cooler to the side, the water flows, this is pretty funny, see. We add new ice, and check our drinks.

It will be HOT till we cross back over the mountains, I warn.

Checked out, and in the car, cross the bridge and climb the hill, now stop.

Inside, we get our passbooks stamped, Lake Roosevelet National Recreation Area. The movie next, and so we learn about the FLOOD. The one that dug the coulees out, the one that dropped the boulders on the plain. Good grief! I'm glad I didn't live here then, 12,000 years ago. Imagine wearing wooley mammoth skins for clothes.
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