I'm a day behind in my posts because I haven't had access to WiFi lately.
Anyway, today I set out for the Great Gorge. I've been searching for my Muse all week long and still haven't found her. I'm convinced however that she is trying to communicate with me through radiowaves. I've asked my Muse what name I should call her by. Moments later, she spoke to me.
She said, "Don't call my name. Don't call my name. Alejandro." I think she got my name wrong though.
Five hours of driving led me to the most unimaginable and beautiful sights. I watched as the moon came up over the Great Gorge. I slept in my chariot (very uncomfortable by the way) so that I could see the sun come up over the gorge. Also, I've been using Mr. Visa a little too much lately, so I thought I would save some dollar signs by roughing it in the wilderness. It took four hours to fall asleep, but I got to see the sun come up and fill the basin below. My snap-a-moment-so-it-will-last-longers (photos) don't do the gorge justice. You have to be here to see how mystical and perfect it is.
There's lots of German-speakers and other Europeans here. I shall update photos soon. Later today, I leave for Sedona.
It is said in legend that the Gorge was really created by the beast who devoured too many of her cousins in outerspace until she became so fat that she fell from the heavens and created the gi-normous crater below. The souls were released from her belly upon impact and that is how the planet became populated.
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