What a way to start an adventure.

Our flight to Vegas (Spirit Airlines) was at 8:50 PM Saturday evening.  When we got to the airport, Spirit's check in counter was dark.  All departure boards said the next flight out to anywhere was Sunday morning.  No notification from Orbitz nor Spirit of the cancellation.  Chaos ensued momentarily.  Over several hours we were able to determine our flight time, cancel our hotel in Vegas, get a hotel in KC but not modify the car reservation.   

Up at 4:30 AM KC time, 2:30 NV time, we started the day early but were able to sleep on the plane.  Once in Vegas our car reservation was gone - Budget's offer was now double in price.  We tried walking from booth to booth - landing at Firefly for nearly the same price of the deal that we had lost.  

Once mobile we drove the strip, very quiet and strange looking on Sunday morning.  We got breakfast and headed north east.  The drive to Page AZ alternates along the border between UT and AZ.  My cousin Tamera told me in the past about the beauty of the color in the desert in spring.  While not the intense green of a KC spring, it is certainly far more green than the rest of the year out here.  Very beautiful indeed.  

We arrived at our hotel at 2:46.  The people at the Page Quality Inn apparently are not very generous because they would not let us check in until 3:00.  And it's a good thing, because there were maybe 2 other people in the hotel at the time.  You're not in Kansas City anymore Toto.  Nor Italy.        

We drove the town, which took 11 minutes round trip.  This is a planned community started in 1957, and built up during the 60s.  The interesting thing is all the churches are in a row, well, on a loop.  Methodist, Baptist, Lutheran, Catholic, Episcopalian, Assembly of God, etc.  Fascinating.  

Once in the hotel, Jenna let me sleep for a couple of  hours -  we then headed out to the Glen Canyon dam and Horseshoe Bend.  

The dam is a technical wonder on the scale of Hoover dam.  Horseshoe Bend is about 5 miles south and three quarters of a mile hike from the road.  Lots of people from all over were there.  Many, many Chinese speaking Mandarin.  The terrain is rough but there is an easy path.  Nate would love this place - lots of rock climbing, running and jumping for him.  The canyon bend itself is a place of spectacular beauty.  

We decided on a local, out-door Texas BBQ for dinner.  The meat was awesome but the sauce, well, once again you are not in Kansas City.  Jenna commented - how weird to be a BBQ snob.  

The hostess bypassed any open seating - we were seated at the end of a picnic table elbow-to-elbow with a young couple.  Apparently we were going to get to know each other.    

Wesley and Deborah, are from Belgium.  They are on their honeymoon and traveling the southwest west by car.  They have a stone house on a small farm and have a blended family of 3 children, a dog and 2 horses.  We had a great evening, chatting for almost 3 hours, sharing pictures, cultures, experiences.        

On a Sunday night in Page, the Texas BBQ is the hoppin' place.  A country band came in and played long sets.  Jenna and I and several other couples danced in the hay-bale dance floor converted from the parking lot.  A line formed to get in.  Who knew?   

No AT&T cell service in Page AZ, so we are down to WiFi and WhatsApp. I don't think that WiFi is going to extend far out onto the lake so the current plan is to not have an emergency.  

We thought this looked like 3 penguins huddled together