CROSS COUNTRY

our day in l.a.; the mastadons aren't real, but the tar is.

we spent the night at the canyon rim and were able to wake up and watch the sunrise. it was cold, in single digits, and the sun takes a really long time to rise.

this is a picture studio that was built on the rim in the early twentieth century. now it is a gift shop.

the jetta did well. we actually had to use the heated windshield washer nozzles. i feel bad that the jeep didn't get to play in the snow and ice as well.

this is the same view as the first picture, about sixteen hours later. we didn't know what we were missing.

this is an overlay of the first shot and the last shot. what a difference a day makes.

between the grand canyon and las vegas lies the hoover dam.

is it new york or las vegas? our friends candice and eric pose with amy in front of the brooklyn bridge

every half hour the dancing fountains at bellagio go off, choreographed to music.

this is indoors, at the ventian. there are gondola rides up and down the canal..