Chapter 315: The Lodge

25-26/7: Living in Grand Canyon National Park means either camping or staying at a lodge. We stayed at a lodge, built right on the edge of the canyon.

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It was huge, the hotel complex, but the interior design felt like it wanted to give a feeling of a hunting cabin in the alps.

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After dinner, walking back to our rooms, we ran into three deer. Just standing there, eating of the irrigated grass and not minding one bit about all the people and their cellphone flashes. They were probably fed by the lodge staff, to give the guests a wildlife experience. It made me think of the lodge in the middle of the Bolivian pampas where they fed crocodiles by the kitchen, to give the tourists a thrill. Somehow, these deer felt like less extreme lodge mascots.

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And in the morning, I woke up to this view. I have stayed at quite a few places with incredible views in my life, but, I don’t know. This might just take the prize.

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