545. Just SEE the Grand Canyon

We took a cross-country road trip the summer before I started sixth grade.  It was alright; we saw way too many Civil War battlefields for my taste, but it was pretty fun.  We stopped at the Grand Canyon one day at breakfast time and ate our donuts and juice.  The squirrels were getting very close to us, since people apparently feed them.  It was like that when I went to the Hoover Dam, too.  We had stopped at a scenic turnout overlooking the lake, and if you looked over the wall that kept people from falling into said lake, there were dozens and dozens of little chipmunks racing back and forth in the hopes that people would drop food over the side.  It was kind of disgusting, especially since rodents West of the Rockies have Black Plague.