3:00 p.m. Back chillin' at the Maswick cafeteria. I'm really liking this place. Oh, and my face is a pink sunburned masterpiece.
4:00 All aboard the Grand Canyon Railway! Different car, but same fun energy. This time we not only got a banjo player, but the train was boarded by a trio of horse thieves. It was quite the surprise to look out the window and see them galloping alongside the train firing pistols in the air. After they walked through the car demanding money (and getting gum wrappers and personal checks), they were tailed by a marshal.
Somehow, the countryside has a lot more character on the way back than it seemed on the way out.
Note: The list of items that belong on stilts is very short. "Mountainside homes" is NOT on it. How do these people sleep?
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