Publicado: 04.08.2018
Today we planned a short trip to the homeland of the Navajo Indians, specifically to the Antelope Canyon. Three days ago, I read that one needs to make a reservation beforehand as this unique section of the canyon is usually fully booked. So, I quickly went online and yes - everything was booked until the end of August.... except for August 3rd at 9am, which still had 9 spots available!! Yay - talk about luck. So, I booked right away and took note that there would be no refund - no matter the reason. Yesterday, at the front desk, I overheard a conversation that apparently the Antelope Canyon was closed due to the risk of flash flooding!!! Oh no, that would be such a shame. So, I sent a prayer up to the heavens, and it seems like it worked because I got lucky. (Or maybe it's because of Page - we counted 11 (!) churches here, with about 7000 residents...) We arrived early at the meeting point and were driven/raced through the orange desert in an open jeep. That in itself was quite cool, but what awaited us took our breath away! The shapes and colors of these canyons are unlike anything else. We had an amazing Indian guide with long black flowing hair, who knew all the functions of our mobile phones by heart and took the most beautiful photos for us! At 9am, we didn't see the spectacular 'beams' (sun rays shining through the cracks of the canyon), but that didn't dampen our excitement. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
The pictures speak for themselves. After that, we headed to the pool and spent the whole day chilling :-) Since Zoë's birthday was at 3pm Swiss time, she wished to have dinner at 'Big John's BBQ' - a place with live country music. So, off we went. Since I didn't have many opportunities to organize the perfect birthday for her here, I made use of everything I had. I approached the waitress and told her that Zoë is turning 16 today and asked if there was anything we could do. She replied: yes - we can do a lot, just watch ;-) With a sense of unease about what I just started and what awaited Zoë, I went back to the table. Shortly after, the bandleader asked if there was a Zoë in the audience who just turned 16 and if she could come up on stage. Zoë wanted to disappear into the ground and my death sentence was pronounced.... They handed her a rattle, the band started singing 'Happy birthday', and the whole place sang and cheered along :-) Then there was an additional song, and then she was released. In the end, it wasn't so bad after all. She got a warm brownie with vanilla ice cream on the house - and a beautiful day came to an end.....