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(unless you don’t want to)

I just got back from my first-ever trip to see the Grand Canyon and Bryce and Zion. I definitely recommend ending all that hot, dusty hiking with an expensive afternoon eating ice cream sandwiches, your butt firmly wedged into a rented floatie, drifting along in some Vegas resort’s “lazy river,” but be warned, the culture shock might kill you.

Also, there were aliens.

Well, talk of aliens.