After driving over the potholes and through the dust clouds on Route 66, we finally reached the northern Arizonan city of Flagstaff.
Despite countless road trips as a kid, I’d never seen the Grand Canyon before. And while a lot of people who’ve never been there don’t really talk about it like it’s the end-all, be-all of natural sights to be seen, anyone who has been there will tell you that you must go. Immediately.
I never really thought of it as one of those “1000 Things to Do Before You Die,” but we were on our ultimate “Fabric of America” road trip, and we figured we should probably stop by this Natural Wonder of the World.