Saturday, August 15, 2015

What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas(Except for Your Memories)

You wake up early to watch the sunrise. The city is still up in its wide array of colors. The sun rises behind the city, silhouetting the buildings in town. You are able to see every part of the city. From here you can see the strip. The Rio is the most obvious as it is the closest. The sign that is lit up at night sits on the building is now off. You can tell the Mirage from the others with its golden windows and white concrete sides. Behind everything are the hills. Down in the parking lot, you can see your parents vehicle. Eventually, the bright rays are too much to bare and you turn back into the cool room. You pack your suitcase and help take everything down to the vehicle. When you get down to the car 

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You leave town and hit the open road. The black asphalt road winds through the vast desert until you reach Arizona. The land around you starts to turn red. You are in Arizona for less than an hour. The land around you is a beautiful shade of rusty red. Green sage brushes pop up here and there in the rocks or on plateaus. You cross into Utah and a short time later reach St. George. As you descend the hill you see a thin haze above the normally clear city. The haze is smoke that has been blown into the valley. The valley is surrounded by beautiful red hills. They look like giant piles of melting red ice cream.

You continue through the red land passing the famous Zion National Park. You travel through "The Beehive State" watching out the window the whole time. You pass through many small towns on your route. You drop into valleys and river basins and top out on plateaus looking out over the land. It is beautiful and breathtaking.

The red rocks even flow into Colorado until you reach the Rocky Mountains. When you get to Grand Junction the land is still red but the sun is starting to set. The sun setting over the land is picturesque. The land around you gets dark fast. First shadows fill canyons and ravines. Then a shadow cloaks everything in the darkness of night. The last thing you see, before you fall asleep, is the city of Glenwood Springs.

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