When I was younger, we had a lot of family vacations. One year we went to Disney World, but besides that, they were all out West and involved at least one National Park. I remember a lot, but the pieces don’t always match up in my head.
When the kids and I did our road trip from Missouri to Texas a couple weeks ago, we drove right past the Painted Desert and Petrified Forest. We ended up driving by when they kids started complaining about being hungry, so we stopped for lunch. In my younger days, I ate a lot of grilled cheese sandwiches. There was one vacation, to the Tetons or Yellowstone, where I ate only grilled cheese sandwiches. Stopping for lunch with the kids at a National Park reminded me of this, so I had one for old times sake. That and it was $2.50 and I can’t pass up a lunch that cheap. When we actually entered the park and paid, I asked about the military discount. We got in free and she gave us an annual pass to get into any other National Park for free.
Driving through New Mexico and then Arizona, the kids had gotten tired of me going on about how pretty the scenery was. Even they admitted it was pretty here. They weren’t overly amused by the petrified logs though. I explained it all, but either they didn’t get it or chose not to care.