Drü: eis zwei drü und hopp gahts . ... ja heute scheint der regen uns begleiten zu wollen die wolken im nacken, die tränen auf den backen, wenn der sommer regen aus seinem dunklem gewand platzt.
Es scheint dass motel wo wir uns zur späten stunde noch ein dach über den kopf kriegten an einem güterbahnhof zu liegen, wenn die nachtzüge vorbeirummpeln könnte man nie denken es sei nur ein zug sondern ein landeplatzt für helikopter. Der grüne teppichboden unter meinen füssen lebt, wie auch der stilsichere plüschsessel im taubenblau scheint niemanden mehr rufen zu wollen. Zum glück brauche ich nur meine augen zu schliessen und mir die weite des heutigen grand canyon tripp wachzurufen, es war so eindrücklich, die kraft der natur in seiner puren form aufnehmen zu können. Die zeit tropft lautlos dahin wie sirup, die süsse klebt auf meinen lippen, nektar für die sinnlichkeit.
Stille wasser sind tief und so begeb ich mich, in die traumwelt zurück ... . .
love and peace
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Four: We started the day off right by having freshly baked donuts in Gallup, NM at the Donut Diner on old Route 66. Very fairly priced and very tasty.
"Standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona, such a fine sight to see"... was me in front of a Winslow, Arizona billboard on a corner in Winslow, Arizona. Gas prices were the highest so far, but luckily we only required about half a tank. No girl drove by but an older gentleman in a white Ford Ranger managed to pass while I hummed.
We then drove in a storm up towards the Grand Canyon. Along the way we stopped at a road-side stand. The nice Navajo man explained to us that we are visiting during monsoon season. Ahhhhhh ok, so no wonder it rains every time we hike! Rain was not keeping me away from the Grand Canyon, nor did it keep away the wildlife. Oh, yes, and he offered to sell us his dog. (???)
We hiked on the trails, off the trails, up the trails, down the trails, and I can't even describe how amazing this place was. I took so many pictures and so much video and it just looks fake. The canyon begged me to step closer and closer and explore deeper. Sadly the rain made the rocks very slippery and therefore I was limited to how far out I could venture safely. The thunderstorm became so severe that the shuttle bus for the "red loop" was shut down. Didn't matter. We hiked down and relaxed in a natural cliff-side cave. We even got to see some form of elk (or moose or large deer) up close and personal. It would always stop raining just long enough to get out and walk some more, so we did. Everyone was a real sport about being out in the cold rain.
For dinner we stopped in Williams, AZ along, you guessed it, old Route 66. We ate at the Pine Country Restaurant and I had country fried steak and sweet tea. Yeah, I wanted to have more southwest food, but I did what one is supposed to do in these situations and asked what the waitress recommended. Let me tell you, I was NOT disappointed. Eins and Drü were also very pleased with their meals. Zwei ordered a vegetarian shepherd's pie and the rest of us mostly just stared at her while she ate it.
We ventured onward in yet another thunderstorm to a tiny town called Seligman, AZ. We have stopped at the Stagecoach Route 66 Motel. Their sign boasts that they are "Norwegian Owned." All I know is that they have windows that open, real keys with which to open the doors, little benches in front of each room, and we can hear the train every half hour or so as it blasts past.
The owners are super nice and allowed us into their adjacent pizza store to buy a six pack after hours. Our room neighbors are a father-son hunting combo, complete with a camouflage 4-wheeler on a trailer. The carpet smells a little odd.
Should be a good night!
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