By Friday, the magnitude of the ancient Grand Canyon had dried out our skin and we had grown weary of the extra fees and expenses of the tourist trap corporate run village we had called home for five nights, and happy to be heading towards humidity. We saw lots of mules, mule deer, birds and elk within 5 metres while at the Grand Canyon, catching the train back to Williams for some Mexican food and rough night sleep before heading to the airport for Saturday’s flying day.
I nearly lost my phone en route to the airport, but thankfully Flagstaff airport Staff let Kieran use the phone and managed to track down the driver who was on her way back anyway!
We arrived in San Diego in time for a hotel dinner and finally a good night sleep for all.
Sunday was spent at the San Diego Zoo after a bit of an unplanned hike to get there. First up were the pink flamingos, then onto a tour bus around the zoo. Elephants, tigers, polar bears, topir, gazelles and monkeys… it took all day to walk around most of it but we still didn’t get to see it all, even with the cable car to get from one side to the other. We ended the day with a dip in the cold pool of the hotel and some ice cream before bed.
Monday, we bussed downtown and walked around the harbour along the water’s edge, went on a cruise, walked some more to have lunch in Seaport Village…finally found the only decent coffee here outside of Starbucks, even if it came in a polystyrene cup, very exciting! We ended the day with more trolley/tram and bus rides back to a game of chess and delicious hotel dinner!
Tomorrow we catch the surf liner train to Anaheim. We hope everyone is well. Our fingers are crossed for Melbourne’s rain, Bali, and it’s volcano.