The Pools of Disappointment After visiting the world’s worst ventilated vault latrine we made a slow drive back into Zion Canyon, stopping along the way to take pictures of the sun hitting the tops of the mesas. Walking off the pavement I was quickly reminded that desert plants are unfriendly – even the grass is pointy and sharp. We reached the main park about 9AM and boarded a shuttle to the interior (cars aren’t allowed).

My journey into the West started as an idea to visit Philadelphia, because that’s how plans work in the real world. We don’t start at A and arrive at B, we start at cake and arrive at the hospital. Instead of visiting him in Philly, my friend, Terry, suggested we go on a road trip. So we did. Day 1 – Escape from Las Vegas / Arrival at Zion My flights were unnotable except for the Salt Lake City to Las Vegas leg, on which I think I was the only non-Mormon-missionary.