Saturday had arrived, and reaching for the lamp on the bedside table, I realized with a tinge of sadness that our trip was more than halfway through. Having already hiked and driven across deserts, up mountains, through canyons and into rivers I might have guessed we had been travelling for two or three weeks, not …
Day 5: The North Rim
On the Fourth of July, my dad has a tradition of grilling succulent burgers in our backyard for supper. My mom slices juicy tomatoes from our garden to accompany the hamburgers, and once we are well-fed, my family travels forty-five minutes to Colonial Williamsburg, a re-creation of a historic town which served as Virginia’s capitol …
