
The top is about 8,000 feet high. When we got up to the top we basically just lounged around outside and enjoyed not melting.



Will spent some time being adorable.

Looking down on the Coachella Valley.

Looking in on the overpriced restaurant.

Dad has a flavor.

Uncle Jon carried Will back down to the tram.
*Laurel is not exaggerating this time.
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