I was sitting at the edge of one of the many cliffs at the Grand Canyon. A mild breeze blew onto my face, cooling my skin from the heat of that saturday in May. We had feared to be surrounded by hoards of other tourists but I we were lucky, as we were all alone heard nothing but the mountain wind.
It all felt so unreal and detached from life as I experienced it day by day. So here we stand as twenty-something year olds with a good fourth of our lives behind us, looking at a spectacular miracle that took over five million years of rivers, rain and ice to create. I had never felt this humbled by nature before.
Click on any of the images below or here to see my gallery of 25 impressions from the Grand Canyon National Park in Arizona.