We're not really going to die at the Grand Canyon (where we're headed tomorrow), but there's an outside chance. We've had a few strokes of bad luck. Kevin noted, "maybe this is the trip where everything goes wrong."
But, have no fear. We will not die. I'm just pragmatic, is all. Plus, I can't die - I have too many loose ends. I'm in the middle of a book, for example.
We've learned some crazy things in the past few days, though. To wit: Edgar Allen Poe came up with the big bang theory. Also, Geraldo Rivera is Kurt Vonnegut's son-in-law.
Bryce Canyon is nice. It's astronomy week, so we've had a fill of special space-related talks.
Kevin says "hi" to everyone. (And he only threw rocks at the snake to hear it rattle again. He's very defensive on this.)
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