No better time than the end of summer to reflect on summer vacation, am I right?
I previously mentioned when reflecting back on the month of August that my family and I ventured to the West Coast for this year’s family vacation. It’s been exactly one month since I boarded my flight to Nevada and it seems absolutely insane that that much time has already passed. For someone who hadn’t ever ventured further than Chicago, Illinois, it was mind-blowing to me to think that going to the West Coast was actually a thing that was happening. I mean, hell, the only places I had ever flown to were New York City and Florida, so this plane ride, while nerve-wrecking, was essentially a first for me in the sense that I would be confined to this small air tube for a significant amount of time.
For someone who hates flying, I will say that the flight wasn’t as bad as I expected [don’t get me wrong, it still totally sucked]. And for someone who refuses to look out the window of any aircraft, it was shocking to me that I wasn’t afraid to look out the window and see the desert below me. The view of the Rocky Mountains and just the desert in general is something that, no joke, I will never, ever forget. I truly don’t care if I ever see grass again in my lifetime – I would be totally okay with desert living – because it’s a beauty that really cannot be described unless you see it for yourself.
Those five days on the West Coast provided me with some of the greatest memories I have in my lifetime. I mean, it’s not an exaggeration to say I waited my entire 25-years of life to get myself to the Grand Canyon, and that happened within those five days. It’s something I will forever be grateful for. And Las Vegas? I can confidently say that it’s a place you must go at least once in your lifetime. While the Vegas strip is entirely polar opposite of the Grand Canyon, it’s similar in the sense that you cannot describe it unless you see it for yourself. Pictures that you see scrolling through your Instagram feed really do not do either of these places any justice.
So this week, what will we do? We will reflect back on some more detail on my trip to the West Coast. Am I feeling super nostalgic? Oh, without a doubt. But buckle up, because you’re coming on this ride with me.