Dear Antelope Canyon,

Dear Antelope Canyon,

You are a beautiful slot canyon located in Page, AZ. Who would have thought a random city called Page would add a memorable page to my book of wanderings and travels.

Anyhow, I'm just glad I stumbled upon you. I have seriously never seen anything like you. When I first entered your space, all I saw was a surge of pink and orange rocks. Your rocks form towering arches, twists, turns and, waves. It's actually hard to believe you are even real.

Walking through your space truly humbles me. I heard that you got your name because Native Americans, who lived on this land, used to hunt for antelopes using your slots as a trap. I feel honored to be a guest in a space that encompasses such a historical and survival significance. 

You gave, and continue to give, us humans more than we could ever give you.  

You remind me, a simple human being, that beauty can be found in the most unexpected of places. Take you for example, you hide your extravagance under the barren desert ground. You conceal your whimsical and breathtaking rock formations that look like faces, lions, and sharks.  

In such a shallow world, you stand out because you remind a simple and flawed human, like me, that beauty is indeed found deep inside. 

Thank you for being beautifully you!

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