The Petrified Forest. Well... Kinda...

Along the side of the road were these crappy dinosaur statues. They were supposed to entice you to go to Dinosaur Park or something like that. You know, one of those out of the way crappy tourist traps. I wanted to go, but my parents wouldn't let me. I didn't really want to go, but just wanted to annoy them kinda like the "are we there yet?" question you ask every 3 minutes... Needless to say, we didn't go...

This is what you can actually see, at least on this particular day in late December of 2001. Kinda disappointing, as was the theme of this particular day and the last (Grand Canyon, for those of you who do not remember.) All that soon change, as you will soon find out on the next few pages, where the trip does a complete turnaround in excitement and joy.

So we decided to visit Petrified Forrest National Park, cause it is supposed to be cool. Petrified wood is interesting, after all. I mean, can you think of anything cooler? I tried, long and hard, and after many hours of thoughtful deliberation, came up with a single word answer - no. But alas, like the Canyon, this was not as it seemed.

Inside the Petrified Forrest there were so many wonderful things to see, as listed by this little snow covered informative sign. This sign is what you are supposed to see while looking just above the sign, in the distance known as yonder. That was hard to do, as the next picture so aptly portrays.

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