Day four of our trip took us on an adventure in Moab, Utah where we spent the day hiking through Arches National Park. However, this wasn’t before we almost ran out of gas because exits were 65 miles apart! It got interesting for a minute, but luckily a little gas station on the side of the road saved the day! Arches National Park was absolutely gorgeous. Beautiful red rocks towering above you on all sides, arches everywhere. Too hard to explain, and just like Rocky Mountain National Park, pictures don’t do it justice! We spent most of the day in the park, grabbed some Mexican on the way out and headed back to Grand Junction for the evening. When we got to the hotel we swam for a bit. Mikayla was even more fun in the pool this go round than she was this summer! We topped the night off with some Hagaan Daz Triple Dark Chocolate Ice Cream. It was so creamy it literally melted in your mouth!
Hanging at the visitors center for a bit before we headed out.
It is amazing to me that there are structures like this in the world.
Trying to keep Mikayla entertained on the way down with a little "If You’re Happy and You Know It".
Balanced Rock in the middle, seriously how does it not fall?
The Three Gossips
On Friday, we got up and enjoyed a breakfast in the hotel. Then when for another round of swimming, packed up and headed to Denver. Mikayla was a champ in the car, sleeping or entertaining herself for most of the way! When we got to the airport we found out that Mikayla would indeed be a "lap baby" because the flight was completely booked. Things got a little interesting! She did great for the first 1.5-2 hours. It was the last thirty minutes that were tricky. The flight was supposed to leave at 7 (her bedtime), ended up leaving at 8, which put us getting to Nashville around 11:30 or so. Mikayla has never been one to be rocked to sleep, so trying to get her to sleep on the plane was a bust! About thirty minutes before landing she started a screaming fit and there was nothing we could do to calm her. She was just overly tired and needed to crash. Luckily, the other people flying were gracious and tried to share in entertaining her. Finally, as we touched down she crashed in my arms. We made it home about 1:30 and crashed ourselves. It was a great trip, but now we need like a week to recover. Anyone else ever feel like that after returning from vacation?