I used to be obsessed with Robert Pattinson when I was a teenager. Literally OBSESSED!
I had his posters on the wall beside my bed which I would kiss goodnight to, I used to fangirl scream whenever his name was mentioned, I would rip film advertisements off of phone boxes with my friends to keep them, and I used to have fierce
arguments discussions with people who dared to admit that they were ‘Team Jacob’ or ‘Team Taylor’ to me. I even think I read some Fanfiction dedicated to him and his insanely smouldering, sexy, troubled character of Edward Cullen, which was why I probably (although unbeknownst to me at the time) became quickly infatuated with the 50 Shades of Grey trilogy.*
But although my love for Robert has dimmed – even I can now confess that Taylor Lautner is indeed fucking hot – I still have a soft spot for Arizona in the US because that’s where Stephanie Meyer, Twilight’s author, and Bella, her chief protagonist, grew up. Now, tenuous link here, but tickle me happily surprised when I discovered that the Grand Canyon is actually in Arizona and not in Nevada, where I was in Las Vegas for the week for my Dad’s wedding. So hell yeah, I got myself to Arizona just days after saying I wanted to go after we touched down in Vegas.
A 3.30am wake-up call with 30 minutes to brush our teeth and slap on some make-up to look presentable at this ridiculously early hour, by 6am me, my family and my mate were at Boulder City (sounds right hard-core) airport for our flight to the Grand Canyon’s South Rim.
In a nutshell… the Grand Canyon National Park is stunning. From our 11 seater plane, you could see an aerial view of Hoover Dam, the majestic, winding cliffs and boulders that remind me of the film 127 Hours on a bad day, and that gorgeous reddish hue synonymous with the canyon. When we landed and went to some viewing points, I genuinely felt …happy. Breathing in the fresh air as my friend and I looked out over nature, a warm soy mocha in my grip, I felt calm and peaceful, and neither of us could stop saying to the other ‘I can’t believe we’re actually here.’ It’s just so far away from life in London, and so vastly different to Las Vegas, that it was like being in another world.
We stayed for three hours in total, during which time we drove to other viewing points, did some light trekking and looked for fossils, all the while worried I would tumble down a cliff and have to chop my arm off whilst chasing after my brothers who played precariously close to the edge. My only drawback, if this can even be considered a drawback, is that our time was too short. Ideally, and hopefully in the future, I would like to return and spend three days there, trekking and exploring, perhaps even organising a walking tour, just to see more and breathe more of this beautiful place.
*For those who didn’t know, 50 Shades of Grey was originally written as a Fanfiction based on the Twilight novels.