Thursday was Grand Canyon Day and we decided the best way to do it was by chopper and oh! it was amazing. Apart from our wedding, this, along with the baseball, were my highlights of our first trip overseas.
We took a bus from Las Vegas to Boulder City (I guess that was about 45 minutes away) at 4.45pm. Once off the 'strip' the surrounds are so barren and, once again, colourless. But it still had a certain beauty and aura about it. It was great to just sit back and take it all in and not have to do the driving as we headed off to find our chopper.
Darren and I were lucky enough to score the front seats near the pilot (usually you have to pay for this, but being 'just married' they decided payment wasn't needed and also 'gave' us the routine photo shot at the start of the trip).
We flew over Hoover Dam, Lake Mead (which is actually more impressive than Hoover Dam) and eventually after about thirty minutes in the air we started our descent into this amazing place.
Well... it turns out you can be married in the Grand Canyon...indeed. As we landed we spotted another chopper nearby and bride, groom, attendants and photographer were all doing their thing. It was so cool!
We returned to our hotel at about 9pm and after dinner in our still-favourite little steakhouse it was time to snooze. We had one more 'sleepover' in the Northern Hemisphere then we were going home...
