A quick jaunt down the highway brought us to Monument Valley.
Yesterday my mom fussed at me for standing at the edge. Today, a little old French man fussed at me. I didn't understand a word he was saying, but panic is international.
Look closely, horseback riders.
Mike was telling my dad about a plane crash site he found.
It was a wonderful short trip. The painted desert will always be my favorite. Can't wait to go back. Next time, I think we'll drag Mike's parents along.