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The Grand Canyon USA

I wrote this when I was still in the Grand Canyon, there was no WiFi so I couldn't post it earlier...there's no pictures yet because I want to download this with pictures I took from my camera, so I'll edit them in later.

For now, breakfast. Then I'll come back and add in Day 4 and today (:

Ciao(*)

Heya! Day 3, yesterday I saw the Grand Canyon for the first time ever and today I’ve been walking down part of the southern rim. I’ll start from where I left off the last entry; we arrived about 8pm to the Grand Canyon National Reserve or whatever its full name is, and we saw our first glimpse of the Grand Canyon.

No picture does it justice, it can’t. Not even I, with my word soup that tends to pour out of me in a messy way, can find the words to describe it. The colours, the magnitude, the way the sun casts shadows and shines orange light on the red wall of rock with all it’s patterns of millions of years of sediment build-up. The jagged peaks, black against the setting sun.

To be honest, at first I wasn’t all that shocked. Sure, it’s gorgeous, huge and the fall is steep, but I see this kind of thing everytime we go for a roadtrip back home. I started to get that butterfly-feeling in my stomach when I looked down because yeah, it’s huge, but it wasn’t until my older sister said something that it really hit me;

“Virgi te das cuenta de que estos no son montañas? Sino que es como una caída a la nada desde la tierra?” This isn’t like Machu Pichu, where Indians created these steps on the side of the mountain to farm. This isn’t a mountain peak where it rises from sea level up to thousands of meters high up into the sky. This is a fissure in the face of the earth. We were standing at ground level and we had this massive 2 km gorge before us with a massive river at its core that we could hardly even see.


...wow.

We saw this beautiful sunset and got back to the hotel to sleep early; we were supposed to get up at 5:30 to go hike down the Canyon because if we didn’t leave that early the sun would be too strong later for us to hike. I was up at 5:30 but we were all so tired we ended up waking up 10 past 6 and leaving the hotel at a quarter to 8. We decided to leave the Angel Trail (which is a 3 hour descent, 4 hour ascent to this point on the edge of one of the formations inside the Canyon from which you can see the Colorado River clearly) for tomorrow morning and walk along the rim of the canyon. So we set out.
Heat, heavy backpack, strong sun and the most spectacular view just about sums it up. It was incredible, as the sun was still rising and we were changing our angled view of the Canyon the view would change every 3 minutes. I was internally kicking myself for not having charged the camera very much, but to be honest I only took 2 pictures because the rest of the time I was looking at everything.

There were squirrels!!!!! I haven’t seen a squirrel in years!! Venison was seen by my little sister and my mother but I didn’t see that…a couple of vultures where circling a viewpoint and one passed over my head so near that I heard the whistling of the wind on its wings as it passed. The huge wingspan and the red heart and the hunchbacks with bright beaks gave me the chills.

A little after that, my little sister began to feel really sick, she almost threw up and everything ): so I decided to come back with her to the hotel. It’s 11am now, she’s been sleeping for a little more than an hour so I should wake her up. I’ve been sitting outside doing work and now writing this…a bunch of little scavenger birds keep coming up to me like “where’s the food at?” which is annoying…but they’re still cute!

So yeah, I’m off to see what my little sister needs. With any luck tomorrow I’ll be able to budge the family really early and I’ll be able to have a proper hike around the Canyon! I really want to go down so I can really understand the magnitude of it. Plus I really want to see the river e.e

Smelling like suncream/screen I bid you adieu for now!

LATER THE SAME DAY

My parents & older sister returned from the morning hike and we had lunch together. Apparently the best spots are where the shuttle stops are (shuttles being the buses ‘round here that run on natural gas…so ecology-aware around here, recycling signs, recycled bags papers etc.) so after the siesta that was actually replaced by a That 70’s Show marathon (LOVE THAT PROGRAM *-*) my little sister was feeling better and we decided to take the shuttle to the place we got on it to get back and see what we missed. We got some brilliant pictures, plus as it was the afternoon we could actually see the canyon in all its glory just a little bit better because the sun was higher up and there was less shade.

I actually wanted to go because I hadn’t seen the actual river yet; I saw it, got a picture and was therefore satisfied. (?) We got back at 6:30pm to rendezvous with the familia and dad decided to take us to this geology center picked especially by geologists to place that center (wonder if that makes sense to you xd)

It was incredible. The place they picked was perfect, you could see this wide scope of the canyon from left to right un-interrupted and from a point you could see all these different formations and even parts of the Colorado River. There was this whole explanation of how the Canyon came to be (can’t be bothered to write it here, if you want to know it Google it or ask me; if I’m in a really good mood I’ll explain it all. If not, sucks-boo to you.)

WE SAW ANOTHER SUNSET IN THE GRAND CANYON. FALSKDJGLAKJ.

I know that when people see the Grand Canyon pictures they think “boooring. It all looks the same.” I know, up until now it’s been like that for me. But I swear I took a thousand pictures trying and failing to capture the magnificent array and tones of colours the Canyon displayed. The reds and oranges and yellows and greys and purples and whites and shadows mixing with the sun’s rays that changed every 5 minutes with each angle of difference in the height of the sun. Also in general, the sheer magnitude and majesty of the Canyon is not possible to capture on film. If you ever EVER get the chance to visit don’t hesitate. GO.

Ridin' the highway

I have not arrived to the Grand Canyon yet, but according to my father we are about 100 miles away so in a little over an hour we’ll be getting there (for those of you that are into that stuff you should be able to calculate roughly how fast my father drives -.-“)

So, woke up at 10 to 5 am cause supposedly we were going to leave the hotel at 6 but obviously no one wanted to go so I got stuck with my tendency to not fall asleep once I’ve already woken in the morning. So I went downstairs, checked my e-mail, did some homework (unbelievably) and posted here…we ended up leaving the hotel at 10 past 8 after having eaten one heck of a breakfast…for those of you who get queasy rapidly I recommend skipping the following list of what I ate;

• 1 blueberry muffin
• 3 strips of bacon (LOVE BACON.)
• 2 servings of scrambled eggs
• 2 triangles of French toast with syrup
• 2 bowls of strawberries (they were DELICIOUS.)
• 1 glass of orange juice
• 1 glass of chocolate milk (like, totally fat free with low carbs)
• 1 portion of loneliess ):

I forgot to mention, when dad came down at about half past 7, he asked me to research some things about Arizona and the route we were taking and while I was doing that they started breakfast, so I said “I’ll go leave the laptop upstairs and come have breakfast with you guys” and my mother told me to put absolutely everything away and be ready to leave. 

When I came down about 10 minutes later (I hadn’t unpacked very much at all) they had finished and as I sat down they went upstairs to bring down their stuff, although my little sister got herself some more French toast to accompany me a little while, so I had the rest of breakfast all on my lonesome ):

Sob story aside, we really started our drive upstate. I’m not going to write on and on about the spectacular sights we saw, I’m just going to say that I recommend it. Desert, mountains, sliffs, lakes, Roosevelt Dam (where apparently a lot of movie scenes are filmed), Volcanic craters and landscapes, forests, highways that seem to stretch on forever…it’s unbelievable. That being said, if your air-conditioner is shot you’re screwed. 

It is H O T out here!

It’s actually kinda starting to rain but it’s not…it’s weird, like there are loads of clouds but only a mist falls cause it dries so quickly but now it’s a lot cooler and it’s really lovely.

Worth mentioning; we went down this little road to see the Sunset Volcanic Crater and when we rolled the windows down there was this delicious smell of sweet resin almost syrup-like (Rolled down the windows? It implies that we manually rolled them down, though we just pressed a button that brings them down for us…how d’you say that? Lowered the windows? But WE didn’t technically lower them ourselves D: so confusing u.u)

Oh FYI I’m still dressed “All-American” as my sisters are calling it…I've added a necklace with 2 silver feathers (I really like it) I’ll get a picture up on facebook soon.

So that’s all for now, folks! An all-american see ya from me ;)

Spicy Food & Plenty of $$$

Bueno, lo de una entrada sobre las personas de los aeropuertos y eso creo que voy a terminar colgándome y no escribiendo casi nada si hago entradas asi, asique mejor ahora doy un overview de lo que hago día a día y cuando vuelva y esté relativamente tranquila escribo sobre cosas como una mujer negra que hablaba con ese acento de película “Whoooo girl, it don’ get any easier! Oooooh no girl, nuh uh!”…

Ayer, día 18 de julio 2011, llegamos a Phoenix Arizona a las 11 de la mañana. Sacamos el auto de alquiler de un piso entero de estacionamiento Hertz (una amiga mia se moría, los autazos que tenían ahí eran increíbles) y comenzamo nuestro viaje por Arizona :D duró aproximadamente 10 minutos hasta que llegamos al hotel e.e

El hotel re lindo, las camas tenían forma de ajustar si eran duras o tipo gelatiosas las camas en sí, fue GENIAL me quedé media hora riéndome como una re boluda mientras sentíaque la cama se me alfojaba debajo mio :Z fuimos a comer a Mont’s Casa Vieja; comida mejicana e,e

LO PICANTE QUE ESTABAAAAAAAAAAA POR DIOSSSSS

Osea también, yo no como comida picada jamás, asique estoy re desacostumbrada pero maaamita se me prendía fuego la garganta D: igual riquísimo todo e.e primero chicken wings con salsa hott ensima…papas rellenas con panceta y queso, ensalada césar, vegetales cocidas…y eso de entrée -.-“ después comida principal yo comí fried shrimp que también increíblmenete rico e.e después papas dulces fritas tipo papas fritas pero no porque la papa es dulce (¿) con arroz…por suerte no me pedí el súper triple re mega hamburguesa Monti porque me MORÍA. Una mina en la mesa de al lado se lo pidió y era la vaca entera, faltaba que empieze a decir “moooo” e.e

Terminamos de comer y fuimos a Big 5, lugar de deportes, porque mañana vamos a caminar por el Grand Canyon y como que necesitamos cosas que se lo banquen…después fuimos a un mall.

Unicenter un pitufo. Unicenter entero debe ser el tamaño del primer outlet en el cual entramos. Nono no les EXPLICO lo que fue eso. Digamos que sabíamos qué queríamos y qué negocios queríamos ir a ver, sino estaríamos ahí aún…mi hermanita se volvió loca, ama ir de compras xd me compré de todo.

Tal cual prometí hace unas semanas por mi Facebook, estoy ahora vestida de una forma extremadamente parecida a la señorita Miley Cyrus e.e me quería comprar una remera con la Union Jack pero se lo compró mi hermanita asique por miedo a ser crucificada, compré un par de remeras distintas e.e pero tengo unos shorts jeans cortados que tienen la bandera de eEstados Unidos incorporado en el diseño y unas botas negras casi onda militar que AMO<3

Nos volvimos tipo 7 al hotel y desde el momento en el cual me tiré en la cama gelatinosa y comodísima, estaba más que perdida. Dormí hasta el día siguiente (:

'Planes&Flights; what to do and what to avoid.

• The first thing to avoid when on a 10 hour flight? Avoid being tall -.-"

I am not even kidding. Unless you can fly first class/business class and get those seats that turn into really long beds (which even then are a slight short for me) get ready for the most uncomfortable night you can possibly imagine. I think I managed to pass through any and all yoga positions in the book as well as inventing a couple more.

Actually, after seeing this picture (which made me laugh a little, look at the descriptions of each position :B) I realized that actually it would have been much more comfortable to sleep like this than the way I was sitting down...still, I didn’t manage to sleep for more than a couple of hours, though not specifically because of this…

• Another thing to avoid? Making friends with the people next to you if they are under age and you have no earphones which are noticeably noise-cancelling.

No, this has nothing to do with legalities (hello, I haven't turned 18 yet) this has to do with the fact that it is a 10 hour flight and people under age, especially under 10, do NOT know when to shut up. I know! It sounds so awful! But it is true. TRUST ME, I KNOW. I ended up explaining how electricity works, how you can cut yourself with paper even though it's so easy to tear, the concept of the mass media and how it's making news a public issue instead of a one-way private emissions issue and, among other things, how an a 'plane stays in the air. Obviously then there were trivialities such as what music they like (reggeaton BLEJ) what chocolate they prefer, how old they are (9 and 7) etc. etc. etc. They were the cutest things ever, don't get me wrong, but nothing was sweeter than when I managed to locate my noise cancelling earphones and turned the volume up to the maximum...

I knew I wouldn't forget you and so I went and let you blow my mind♫

Another point worth mentioning is to wait to hear what kind of voice the air-hostess has BEFORE talking with her. Before we took off I wanted some water so I asked her as she passed me in the aisle of the ‘plane. When she answered it was all I could manage to not stare at her open-mouthed/laugh like a lunatic in her face.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes dear of course! Let me get that for you right right riiight away! Oh, darn it! Someone asked me for something and I can’t remember what it was…oh dear goodness, what could it have been..oh that’s right! You wanted some water, right? Or was it your mother? Oh my oh my…yes that’s right, it was you. Right away, hon!”

Now read that again but imagine a voice that sounds like it inhaled 4 tanks of helium.

Right.

Like I said, get an idea of what she’s like before you talk to her. I get that I look like my family but I am NOT exaggerating with what I wrote there; she literally forgot the second she confirmed she had understood.

She was really nice, though (: (?)

Ok, so what should one do?

• Before getting on, BUY THOSE EYE-COVER/SHADE THINGS.

Y’know, the ones you slip on to block out the light to be able to catch some shut eye? Here’s a picture:

If you do not acquire one of these I assure you sleeping will be excruciatingly difficult.

• Do buy The Economist

I read this for the first time this trip, I got it in the airport and I am not exaggerating when I say it is one of the best reads I have ever had. It is brilliantly and FLAWLESSLY written and the information provided is accurate and fun to read. Plus it’s opinionated but not in a subtle i-don’t-want-you-to-realize-this-is-my-opinion way which is freaking annoying.

• EAT ANY AND ALL FRUITS&VEGETABLES YOU HAVE IN YOUR BAG.

I was dumb enough to take a green apple in my bag which, of course, was not detected in Buenos Aires Ezeiza but when I landed I realized this could get me into some serious $h*T, not to mention make us waste a long time while the US airport security ripped apart and analyzed every angle and thread of my things. Thank heavens I remembered and before passing through security I threw it away. But not before I grabbed a bite. It was so deliciouuus…it sucks that I had to waste a perfectly good apple :_ so seriously, no organic foods. Make do with the icky ‘plane foodstuffs.

Allright, so that’s the first entry done "...una sobre los aviones, los vuelos y lo incómodo que es medir 1,80 con las piernas más largas que spaghetti y tener que volar 10 horas seguidas sin asiento que se despliega en cama :_ ..." and I should probably start writing more about the other two but I think we’re leaving to go north Arizona in a while so I might write this in the car and then post them when I get the time.

We shall see e.e

 Ciao★

Hello, we would like to be the first to welcome you to Phoenix, Arizona...

WELCOME TO THE UNITED STATES AMERICA, THE LAND OF THE FREE!

bueeeeeeeno hola si qué tal, he llegado al país más hincha bolas en la historia de la política -.-" perdón, pero es cierto, que no me mate la CIA *se va corriendo*
cuestión, cuando vuelva a la noche voy a hacer tres entradas, una sobre los aviones, los vuelos y lo incómodo que es medir 1,80 con las piernas más largas que spaghetti y tener que volar 10 horas seguidas sin asiento que se despliega en cama :_ la segunda será sobre las personas y el ambiente americanne, específicamente un encuentro con una mujer de control de pasaportes que ooooooooooh girl that was somethin'! y la tercera será sobre mi día de hoy.
pero ahora me despido con muchísimo cariño y muchísimo hambre; y NI DA tener hambre en este país ;D
a comer & a hacer shopping. mi hermana está estática -.-"

Take a trip to the other side of the world...

well, technically I'm taking a trip to the other hemisphere, but whatever, those are mere details. the thing is, I'm leaving for 3 weeks and most of the time I'll have to study because as soon as I get back I have exams, wonderful exams! (note the sarcasm) my suitcase is more occupied with papers & books than clothes...

anyway, I hope to take a little over 1000 pictures because I'm visiting some of the most beautiful parts of California; the Grand Canyon, Sequoia National Park, Las Vegas, San Francisco, Los Angeles and most of the coast from LA to San Francisco...and, of course, Disneyland Anaheim which is, to me, the highlight of this trip *-* so expect plenty of pictures of me + some character or other...

I'll leave this to your consideration; does it matter where you go? can you ever truly run away from something you've already lived? can the sights overcrowd memory and make you forget about things? can we scribble over what we've lived by living more, different things? is a trip a break or an answer? do we ever stop travelling?

Io scrivero di nuovo il piu presto possible o al mio ritorno,

Ciao★

Muffin Doodle♥

Do you know the muffin man?♫ I know my muffin man, and I gave him something like this;

The day I gave it to him, he wouldn't take it off. It was on his neck, on his wrist, anywhere.

Even though people stared at him because, one has to admit, it looks kinda gay, he didn't put it away or take it off.

You know those people that you meet and you say "wow. this is an awesome person."? You know all those times you thought that and then it all fell apart? You find that the person you thought existed was never really there, it was a façade and you had lifted your hopes for nothing. It's the worst feeling in the world, because in the end you can't be angry at that person, because they can only be who they are; it's your fault for having expected more than they could possibly give.

Well, the muffin man is one of the few who don't disappoint. In fact, he's so much more than I ever could have ventured to dream for.

I know it sounds awfully childish, but I never ever want to lose him (:

I'm not going to list all his qualities, his quirks and the things that make me smile about him because it is utterly pointless and I feel like scribbling them down onto my computer would make them lose their value; as if they were something fixed that can't be changed...as if he were a written equation with unchangeable variables, and I think we can all agree that is complete b.s.♥

So I'll keep my words to myself, though I think he realises without me having to spell it out....

Ti amo per sempre, amico mio★

First Doodle

 when one thinks scribbles, one imagines 5 year-olds picking up a crayola or a piece of chalk and just randomly dragging it across a surface back and forth, back and forth, up and down, until the surface is covered with lines and curves and colours.

but yet, scribbles can be organized, can't they? writing is scribbling. drawing is scribbling. we just have more control over our hands; we direct the scribble to where we want it to go. and from scribbles we can get anything, anything our mind can imagine...

Try to smile every once in a while; it tends to help (:

Ciao(*)