Day 2: From Phoenix to The Grand Canyon
Our day started at 6:30am as we walked outside and got our first daylight glimpse of Arizona. We drove north to Flagstaff, watching the sun illuminate the rocks in the distance. My husband enjoyed the 75mph speed limit right outside of Phoenix.
Past Flagstaff, we saw what I think was a grove of birch trees, with yellow-gold leaves bright in the sun atop the long, skinny white trunks. A white-peaked mountain came into view soon after. Many people stopped off to the side of the road to snap pictures. I believe it was Kendrick Peak we saw. We then came across an area that had been damaged by wildfires. This was probably part of the damage caused by the Arizona fires a couple of years back.
The road to the Grand Canyon from Flagstaff is a two-lane highway with a 55mph speed limit, much to my husband's dismay. As we drove along, we noticed the color palette. It was subdued and spectacular at the same time. Rich, red earth peeked out between pine trees and yellow and green grass. Scenery changed quickly at times, from forest to desert and back again.
The Grand Canyon—to this day, I still have trouble grasping the vastness of this wonder. I stood at the edge and wondered how the settlers and Native Americans must have felt as they came upon this landmark.
Before setting out on our canyon adventure, we had lunch at the Bright Angel Restaurant. It's a casual dining experience with a friendly, family atmosphere. We had a short 10-minute wait. Once seated, my husband chose the Adobo Grilled Chicken sandwich and a margarita, and I had a Bright Angel burger with a soft drink. Would have loved to try the Chocolate Suicide Cake, but I was full, and the last thing I wanted to do was roll off the side of the canyon. Prices were just about what I expect to pay for lunch at home.
After satisfying our hunger, we took one of the free shuttles to the Canyon View Information Plaza, and then we walked along the Rim Trail back toward Bright Angel Lodge. We explored the gift shops and addressed a few postcards to friends. The lovely stamp machine at the post office didn't like our money, but luckily, one of the gifts shops sold stamps. So I was able to get the Grand Canyon postmark on the cards. Note to self: next time, bring your own stamps! Outside of the El Tovar Hotel, a kind woman offered to take our picture together in front of the canyon. By the time we got back to the Bright Angel, it was almost time for our dinner place to open.
The Arizona Room was recommended for dinner. As the place is rather small, we were told to get there early and wait in line. It was worth it. We were offered a table right next to the window, perfect for gazing at the wondrous canyon and the people. Even if the food hadn't been good, I could have sat there until it was dark, looking out that window. No worries—the food was fabulous, and again, the prices were fair. I went for the chicken this time—a half-roast with a pistachio rub—and my husband had the New York Strip steak. As always, we complemented our dinner fare with the house Cabernet. As the sun began to set, we took a few more pictures and headed to our Yavapai Lodge room, happy and tired from our full day of adventure.