Day 16
Grand Canyon, Arizona to Williams, Arizona
After screaming in her sleep every time she turned, the other humans insisted that the archaeologist go to the clinic at the Grand Canyon. She was there for three hours getting x-rays on her ribs, lungs, foot, and elbow on her left side.
Final verdict: sprained toe and elbow, and two fractured ribs.
Yeah, broken bones. Now the archaeologist has to look after her own bones and not just the bones of motel signs on Route 66.
We spent the afternoon touring Grand Canyon village and all the historical landmark buildings from El Tovar hotel to the Lookout Studio. We also watched a dance from a Navajo troupe in front of the Hopi house.
Afterwards, we left the Grand Canyon and drove south on Rt. 64 to Williams where we're going to hole up for a few days to let the archaeologist rest a little and see if her bones mend.
The receptionist at the clinic, Kelly, said she should create a tall tale about trying to steal condor eggs from a nest when the mother condor and a pack of mule deer accosted her to explain the broken ribs. Also, she's so old, everyone was asking if she took enough calcium and that maybe that's why her bones were breaking. But, seriously, she eats ice cream everyday, so I'm sure her calcium intake is fine.
As for me, they barely took me out of the car to get a photo or two. You'd think I was chopped liver here steaming in the back window.
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