This morning we said goodbye to Lake Powell. It was a wonderful place, and I hope to visit it again.
When we were walking out to the bus, Riley said, "I really hope I can sit in the front today like Uncle Scotty and Aunt Allison did yesterday." I responded, "I don't know where Mr. Greg will put us. But even if we don't get it, you could maybe ask him about it, you know for another time." (Greg, our tour guide assigned seats daily on the bus. The seats rotated around so we were never in the same spot.)
As we were about to get on the bus, Riley shared his front row dream with Mr. Greg and Mr. Bob (the bus driver). He was thrilled when he saw the seating chart. Front row seats! Dream come true! He was an absolute hoot. He chatted with all of the passengers as they climbed on and off the bus. He laughed with Mr. Bob and Mr. Greg. And he even shared the front row with Dad and Reagan. We took turns - each stop made, we swapped rows.
We knew ahead of time that it was going to be a LONG day on the bus. But knowing and preparing does not quite help soften the bum (bus seats, oy).
Our first stop was an hour and a half into the day. We stopped in Kanab, Utah at Denny's Wigwam.
This place is truly a hidden, unassuming gem. If you happen to be driving through, stop at Denny's. It's awesome. They have loads of cool things to buy, it's a hodgepodge of trinkets and souvenirs. They also have ice cream and homemade fudge. And if you go, you MUST walk outback. There is an old town in the back. NO kidding. It was a fun surprise.
They said, "Go out back. Take a look around. And make sure you open the door of the outhouse."
We love to travel. Although our roaming souls often come back to the same places.