Contemplations of a Closet Curmudgeon

Ah, how this post is making me feel. Brian and I had gone to Vegas for four days in July of '09 with a day trip to the Grand Canyon before heading to Lake Tahoe for my brother's wedding. Our walk along the Canyon rim started at Mather Point, ended at Yavapai, and a shuttle bus took us to Bright Angel. We kissed outside on that large terrace overlooking the rim. He had not started feeling sick yet. It turned out to be our last mundane vacation.

Thanks for bringing back the memory.