After less than two days on the train we got off in a small town called Williams in Arizona. A 10 minute shuttle took us to the Grand Canyon Railway hotel where, much to our delight, we were told there would be a 'western show' before our train heading to the Grand Canyon picked us up in the am.
The morning starting with a glorious all-you-can-eat breakfast buffet that was followed by the much-hyped 'western show' which more more like a re-enactment of a shoot out scene from a spaghetti western. From there, the crowd boarded the rustic-looking Grand Canyon Railway. Seriously, this same train has been operating since the 50's.
It was about a 2 hour jaunt from the hotel to the South rim of the Canyon. The serene views of the desert landscape were punctuated by the occasional sing-along and at one point, a mock train robbery.
The train ride certainly had its charm but, as far as the canyon itself; speechless:
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