Friday, August 29, 2014

What I Did on My Summer Vacation


(photo by Uncle Nat)

MY COUSINS CAME TO VISIT!!! It has been at least three years since the last time we saw each other, so I was missing them pretty bad. And I miss them still. (Insert crying emoji here)


(photo by Uncle Nat)

We went to Red Rock Canyon and did not go on any hikes because a) it was too dang hot and b) senior citizens.


(photo by Z)

This photo was taken after I dropped a cartridge of Spectra film into the desert tortoise preserve. My klutzy ass totally climbed in there to retrieve it.


(photo by Uncle Nat)

We also went to the Hoover Dam. I took a few Spectra shots, but it was just too dang hot out.





I even brought a cooler with an ice pack, but it did not help much. Maybe I'm doing it wrong. I probably am. Story of my life.


The following day, went to Zion National Park. Getting there was an adventure (no, it was not - it was ridiculous). We did not leave Las Vegas until well past noon and there was a lot of highway construction going on. Then my cousin was unsure of his driving directions and blah, blah, blah.


So, it was pretty late when we actually made it to the park. Most of our time was spent in the car and not ideally the way in which one should enjoy mother nature.


(photo by Lena)

Next time, we're sticking to a laminated itinerary and leaving the old people at the slots. I found Zion to be beautiful. However, I found the resort area right outside of it to be THE WORST. We all had to tinkle right after leaving the park and the teen working the register at the convenience store in the same strip mall as the Zion Canyon Giant Screen Theater ignored my mom (she's not quiet), when she asked him where the closest restroom was, AND THEN told us to use the theater's restroom after it had been closed for at least fifteen minutes. So we went to the ZION CANYON BREW PUB next to the convenience store and the dirty hipster schmuck working the door completely ignored us (five women of color varying in age from 20 to 70). Luckily a (POC) busser recognized that we were in search of something and pointed us in the right direction. Part of me wanted to leave my used sanitary napkin on the forehead of the host, but I digress. I know that had it been just Lena and I, the customer service would have been the opposite. The best part of that strip mall was seeing a doe in the parking lot. With the exception of the National Park, I knew I never liked Utah.


(photo by Z)

ANYWAY, I miss my cousins. Next time, we're gonna go hiking. And get cocktails. Next time, na lang.