Five years (almost to the day) later, having failed at world domination and seeing how well marriage had turned out for her, I married too and we have been celebrating anniversaries together ever since.
This year we decided on a trip to Jacob's Lake, near the north rim of the Grand Canyon. The lake is actually a pond but the quaint Jacob's Lake Inn, which is an assortment of little old cabins, and a small hotel nestled in the pines are so cute that you won't gripe about the lack of lake. Also, there is a dandy bakery, lunch counter and restaurant that made me very happy.
"That thing over there is called a stick-out,
which is a geological term"
It took a lot of courage for me to pile these rocks
as a monument to my loving husband of 31 years,
but I must say it turned out pretty well.
I hope you can smell the rain because
there is absolutely no smell like Arizona rain
which was the point of the hike,
which is only one of many pointy points in a landscape
never painted by the pointillist painter Georges Seurat
Another tender moment when I was reunited with "Brighty", mascot of the Grand Canyon and the favorite burro of my childhood reading days.
Another point of interest never painted by the pointillist Georges Seurat, is the million-dollar-most expensive-non-flushing toilet in Arizona. It can be found at the Navajo Bridge Visitor's Center. A good stiff breeze mysteriously blows up through the commode when the lid is opened, providing a unique and refreshing experience for the weary traveler.
I quite like this guy and look forward to many travels to come.
And I wouldn't mind if these two were along for the ride.