A brief, yet longer than enough, weekend in Vegas, and we were back on the road, on our way to the Grand Canyon. Similar to our arrival in Yosemite, we entered the park with no camping reservations and only hopes and intentions to sleep under a starry night on the edge of this famous crack in the earth. Unlike Yosemite, the Grand Canyon was not so cooperative, and upon arrival, we were told to hurry to South Camp, a nearly one hour drive towards the South Rim's east exit to perhaps get one of the last spots. After the last few hours of driving through the desert, we weren't quite ready to rush back into the car, and already being in the latter half of the day, we decided to forgo our hopes of camping and
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