Oh man this is so true.That is fun.
My favorite part would be the puppy breath. It's completely unique to puppies... and they all have it. It sounds weird I know but I have always loved the smell of puppy breath.
I can't do the Grand Canyon. I have a severe phobia of heights. But honestly, I'd recommend going to the Gateway Arch. You may think of only going to the top, and that's a possibility...but the main reason I've gone to the Arch is to look at the history behind it. Eero Saarinen's design, a design he never got to see, as he died in the middle of construction, was simple, yet elegant. It delves into Lewis and Clark's expedition - one that started in Missouri - and delves into the Native American aspect of things as well.
But if you like sports (and baseball, in particular), there's nothing that's quite like a Cardinals game. You will never see most team fans cheering a good play...by the opposing team. Where someone like Albert, who left under less than ideal circumstances, get a literal curtain call for a home run against us. Same with Griffey Jr.'s, I believe, 500th, with his dad in attendance. Cardinals fans may not always live up to the Greatest Fans in Baseball (I can talk about this idiot kid I snapped at at a Cardinals/Pirates game all day long with utter disgust at some of the things he was saying - and fuck his parents for being worn rugs with the way he obviously walked over them.), but I like to think that I try to live up to that, along with my folks.
Same here. That's why I mentioned the historical stuff, for those who have a severe phobia of heights.I went up in that Arch. I hate heights... HATE EM. My knees wanted to give out on me as I walked around in the top of that thing. I had to keep myself from looking out of the windows up there or I would have lost it. I could not wait to climb back into that tiny ancient elevator/bucket thing for the slow ride back down!
What's cool on the more visited south rim of the Grand Canyon, is that there are below the waist guard rails. You can bend over and look down and see all of the hats of people who did exactly what you are doing....and then you feel the bottom of the canyon drawing you, farther...and farther....and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!I went up in that Arch. I hate heights... HATE EM. My knees wanted to give out on me as I walked around in the top of that thing. I had to keep myself from looking out of the windows up there or I would have lost it. I could not wait to climb back into that tiny ancient elevator/bucket thing for the slow ride back down!
That's awesome. I use to breed Danger Zone pits ,that were Grand Champion Companion Purple Ribbon, that's a 50 commands dog and they did the same thing.