We Have Arrived!

A really uneventful trip but late start, made me too anxious to just get there so I bypassed the trip into Holbrook, figuring a spare (they made it wrong..) SuperSonic Breakfast Burrito from Payson would make my dinner, with breakfast bars, coffee and sustenance to keep me from starving for a few days, I would be fine!  We got the key and used the cabin-provided sheets and such (I brought my own... too small...ugh) I made my own "Decorator Showcase"of a nest, complete with deep windows for cat viewing of the world!

Being a recently ingrained slug of a couch potato, I knew I was not fit, but seemed to pull a hip out of whack and 4 hours behind the wheel was not helping.  I arrived stiff and getting sorer.  "What a wonderful testament to how fun the park is for the handicapped" I thought as I finished loading in to my new home..... Dragging and whiny, I did take a walk across the main park road to the Painted Desert Inn RIGHT at closing. and wandered off into my own little reverie thinking of the FIRST wave of romance the park had inspired......

I circled the perimeter and looked out on to the Painted Desert as the shadows were lengthening.....

I began feeling the peace and calm.  

Returning to the casita, as it got dark, I tossed and turned and argued a little with the cat, but turned off the internet, read a bit of the journal of previous tenants in this historic structure and decided my task was to explore the wonders of actual silence....