: About Me

"You're going to the Grand Canyon alone? Are you crazy?" was the essential scowling dismissal I received from friends when I stated my plan to see and explore the Great Southwest in the five days of my college's Fall Break. My preliminary template, which I crafted based on little knowledge or logic besides a glance at an atlas and some pictures, was to visit Grand Canyon, Bryce Canyon, and Zion National Parks, and everything in between. I knew what they were thinking, and I used to think it too traveling or doing anything alone is the sign of a loser with no friends. I decided I no longer ...