To Adventure, And Beyond! Recap on My Trip to Zion

Mom and Dad, don't be mad. Last week I went to Zion National Park all by myself.

I was safe. I promise I was saaaaafe. I stuck to the well-beaten paths.

It was awesome.

Here's my story: For the past few weeks, I've felt the itch to get. out. of. town. Do you ever feel that way? Like you can't stand to be wherever you are one moment longer? That's how I felt. So I cleared my (not very busy) schedule and hit the road for a quick adventure.

I stayed in this cabin inside the park. (But there were several cute B&Bs that looked good, too.)

And I saw this (but I was too chicken to hike it by myself):

And I saw this:

And then I came back home. 

Overall, this was a very successful adventure. So many things were in my favor during the trip. I had the time. The weather was perfect. Not too hot. Not too chilly. I was there right before Memorial Day weekend and the start of peak season. There were folks around, but it wasn't crowded. And I saw loads of families out on the trails, which I thought was very, very cool. Also, I have a TDI, which means I was able to drive all the way to Zion and back on a tank and a half of gas. That blew my mind. And no flat tires, which honestly, was one of my biggest fears. A flat tire in the desert equals no fun. Unfortunately, I didn't make it to the Park's museum, which wasn't very Museum Scout-ish of me. But maybe next time?

This trip reminded me that there is so much to explore out West, and most things are even more accessible than you/I think they are. I mean, I was 135 miles from the Grand Canyon! I was so very tempted to stop by and say hello. I didn't, but it's next on my list. (Not by myself though, Mom and Dad! I promise.) 

And now I'm back at home nesting and feeling refreshed and grateful because San Diego is pretty great, too.