I'm having a difficult time getting enthused about our scheduled roadtrip to various holes in the ground in national parks of the southwest. Everyone's excited about it except me. My brother is so excited he can barely contain himself. I'm not sure why stomping around in the desert is such a thrill, but I'm going because a) my mom guilted me into it and b) then I can say I've seen it, and it's definitely a part of the country I've not yet seen. I just wish I was more excited about it.
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