Today I got up at 8:00 o’clock, had a tasty breakfast in the motel, where I had stayed overnight and started my trip to the Grand Canyon (one and a half hour drive).
My first destination was a lookout called Grandview, from which you could overlook the whole Canyon. As soon as I had arrived there I was overwhelmed by the scenery of this really giant complex of valleys and mountains.
I stopped at almost every lookout and just decided to go for a hike. 




On my hike I enjoyed silence, just the sounds of the eagle’s wings flying over my head once or twice. It was such a quiet
place there, down in the Canyon, I only wanted to get out my laptop and to start writing my blog or to paint a picture of this amazing place.
After this inspiration I drove to the last lookout called Desert View. 



During the drive to this point the weather had changed a bit and it had become windy. That’s why I was wearing my beloved sweater “ World’s Best”
From Desert View I could see the Colorado River ( where I had undertaken my rafting-trip the day before). It was awesome to see the river running through the Canyon. Glen Canyon is a bit further down the river but I thought I could see it in the distance. 
It’s amazing how nature could create such a huge valley of canyons.
I stayed in the park for 3 hours, bought a poster of the Canyon ( I want to put it onto my wall in my next flat or in my room at home) and started my trip to the next motel in Hurricane (4 hours drive). In the States you always have to drive along one road (highway) for hundreds of kilometres with a top speed of 70 miles per hour (ca. 120 km/h). I got really bored in the car and started to entertain myself by telling me jokes.
I think I’d never had to laugh about my own jokes as much before as during this trip. All the way along the road I was enjoying a really nice scenery view (surrounded by mountains, driving through the valleys on the 89 A). It was just the road, (eventually some cars behind me) and pure nature. At one point I was almost out of gas. Problem: I was in the middle of the valley and the light kept flashing only 40 miles to go until “out of gas”. So I checked on my navigation system where the next petrol station would be. It said in 134 km was the next Chevron. I faced the situation as it was and kept on driving. Luckily my navi was wrong, there was a petrol station after 40 miles. With the last drop of petrol I found it and could fill up my tank. 





In the end of my little roadtrip I tried Tacco Bell and checked in at my motel ( with pool). 


Tomorrow I will drive to the Zion National Park and return to Las Vegas after that (2-hours- drive). 