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The Somewhat Chartered Territories
Sep. 19th, 2011 07:59 pmI must have a twisted neck by now from all the wonders that I've seen. *does passable John Crichton imitation* Yesterday we drove and hiked through Dead Horse's Canyon, Canyonland and Arches Park, and you're so in for more pic spams as soon as Photobucket lets me. Also the hotel where we were staying had a small film museum where I realized my constant feelings of deja vu were for several reasons - anything from John Ford Westerns to Thelma & Louise to Galaxy Quest was shot there.
Today we went from Utah to Arizona, to Lake Powell. Where we had been before, more than twenty years ago, only then we hadn't known about the Upper Antelope Canyon, which is where we were today. It's privatelx owned by two Navajo families, and you pay no mean fee to enter, but it's so worth it. The slots, those spetacles of light and rock via small tunnels between cliffs, have to be seen to be believed. And not even then.
Now between all the driving and hiking, I have only briefly time to get online. So I haven't read my flist since I left Germany. Nor have I watched anything fannish. And I do NOT WANT TO BE SPOILED VIA COMMENTS. When I'm back in Germany and havd caught up with anything and everything, I'll be happy to discuss it, but not until then.:(
Back to travelling through the American West. I don't think any of us - i.e. the APs and myself - ever listened much to Country before, but on the long drive from Las Vegas to Bryce Canyon we turned on the radio and haven't stopped since. I doubt we will on the other side of the Atlantic, but here it seems to fit the landscape. Also I noticed it shows I visited the US more often than the APs - who stopped during the entire Bush era - because they still noticed what you always notice when German and new in the country or very rarely there: All the flags everywhere. I still remember how much they freaked me out when I was fourteen, but now it seems I've stopped seeing then; they've become white noise in the background, because until my mother remarked on them I hadn't "seen" them at all. Otoh all three of us noticed how well all the national parks and lodges provide accessability for handicapped people, far more so than our equivalent places at home. Suddenly John Locke's desire to go on a walkabout in a wheelchair takes on another light.
Tomorrow: Boating on the Colorado River.
Today we went from Utah to Arizona, to Lake Powell. Where we had been before, more than twenty years ago, only then we hadn't known about the Upper Antelope Canyon, which is where we were today. It's privatelx owned by two Navajo families, and you pay no mean fee to enter, but it's so worth it. The slots, those spetacles of light and rock via small tunnels between cliffs, have to be seen to be believed. And not even then.
Now between all the driving and hiking, I have only briefly time to get online. So I haven't read my flist since I left Germany. Nor have I watched anything fannish. And I do NOT WANT TO BE SPOILED VIA COMMENTS. When I'm back in Germany and havd caught up with anything and everything, I'll be happy to discuss it, but not until then.:(
Back to travelling through the American West. I don't think any of us - i.e. the APs and myself - ever listened much to Country before, but on the long drive from Las Vegas to Bryce Canyon we turned on the radio and haven't stopped since. I doubt we will on the other side of the Atlantic, but here it seems to fit the landscape. Also I noticed it shows I visited the US more often than the APs - who stopped during the entire Bush era - because they still noticed what you always notice when German and new in the country or very rarely there: All the flags everywhere. I still remember how much they freaked me out when I was fourteen, but now it seems I've stopped seeing then; they've become white noise in the background, because until my mother remarked on them I hadn't "seen" them at all. Otoh all three of us noticed how well all the national parks and lodges provide accessability for handicapped people, far more so than our equivalent places at home. Suddenly John Locke's desire to go on a walkabout in a wheelchair takes on another light.
Tomorrow: Boating on the Colorado River.
