Sitting at the edge of the Canyon at Mohave Point that evening, I couldn’t help but think about how amazing everything is. A few inches away from my feet was where the cliff dropped, plunging who-knows-how-far down to the bottom of the Canyon. At a distance, I could make out the outline of the Colorado River as it snakes its way through the canyon. As the sun makes its way down, the sky started to change its colours, going from blue to yellow to orange until it eventually became a mixture of dark purple and red hues, signifying the end of the sunset. We arrived at the Grand Canyon that afternoon with a sole purpose: to see the sun sets (Well, we also wanted to see the Canyon, obviously, and possibly do some hiking, but you get the gist…) We also briefly toyed with the idea of catching sunrise, but, please, who am I kidding?