Last day in Zion. We left pretty early to try to get home at a decent hour, since we all had laundry and unpacking to do before work the next day.
Of course, that didn't prevent us from stopping at a total tourist trap to pick up some souvenirs.
We also stopped in St. George for gas, at the same gas station where I got hit on a year and a half ago on my way to the north rim of the Grand Canyon. I think I was even wearing the same shirt this day, but alas, no repeat luck.
After that, it was Vegas for a quick lunch, then back home to San Diego. Every camping trip I go on just makes me excited for the next one...
I'm a multidimensional character playing myself in the script I wrote about my life. Talk to me about music, books, photography, art, science, politics. Chances are if it sparks your interest, it'll spark mine too. Learning is fun, and I'm not at all insecure about my intelligence. If you know more than me about something (and you probably do), feel free to enlighten me. Thoughts are what make life interesting.
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