The canyon may be big, but it's a small world. In addition to the encounter with the Norwegian flag-waving Navajos earlier in the day I got a shock when, upon presenting my Norwegian credit card to the elderly gentleman at a grocery store at Desert View, I was greeted (in Norwegian) with "I'll be damned, my grandma was Norwegian". Turns out the guy's grandmother was from Kongsberg, appx 90 mins from my hometown and in the same county. He'd been there several years ago on a short trip and spoke a few words of Norwegian. We talked a bit and he told me his granny had always hoisted the Norwegian flag on the 17th of May - Norway's National Day. It's small stuff like this that make a trip more than just a series of touristy events - it becomes proper traveling.
I'll let the pics do the rest of the talking, the complete set of 115 images can be found here. Note that the 6 last nature images in the set are actually from Flagstaff, where we spent two nights. Nice town, good live music at The Altitudes bar & grill (also very nice staff!). For food I can also recommend Taco Loco, just around the corner from the grill.
So damn big.
I think I'm starting to develop a thing for black & white photography...
Yup.
Ish purdy.
Mhm.
Of course, some idiots always have to get in the way and ruin the view...
Bird giving me the wtf-look after I tried to open up a conversation using my bird imitation. I don't blame him, the sound has been described as reminiscent of everything from dolphins to squirrels.
Court clowning.
Same place, in color and in b&w.
Nothing, I repeat nothing phallic here. Move along, nothing to see.
Sunset at the Grand Canyon.
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