The boy and I braved camping in Monument Valley during Memorial Day weekend. Well, it was only one night. One desperately long and dark night where the winds of hell whipped and howled in a relentless pursuit of misery and failed s’mores.
That is a touch dramatic. It was windy. Very windy. But Monument Valley at sunrise and sunset is pretty cool to see – and somehow despite the hordes of tourists, it is easy to take a photo as if you’re the only person on earth.