Kanarraville, UT

This post concludes my pictures from my week in Vegas. As Michelle and I were driving back to Salt Lake, we first saw this old structure, with only 2 walls still standing. Cool, I thought. Right as we were driving past it, we both noticed the beat up, rusty car. Feeling all inspired from the week, we decided to go back and take pictures.

So, we drove to the next exit, turned around, and got off at the previous exit (the one for Kolob Canyon). We followed this awesome red road (didn't take photos of it....) but that road ended because of a small river. We backtracked (again) to the next exit and backtracked (again) to almost the same point where we were before. Is this making any sense? The road to get there was an old paved road, which was 80% dirt and dried up mud with huge tire marks from trucks. Even though it was a little crazy for part of the drive, it was totally worth it!


Here's a quick story from WPPI. Sunday afternoon was the start of the platform classes. I was running a little late and if anyone knows me, they know I like to be on time for almost everything. I was starting to get anxious in the car because I couldn't seem to drive there fast enough (without being a total maniac). I finally make it to the hotel and found a parking space, which was an ordeal in and of itself when I saw Barbara at the elevators.

I had never met Barbara before, but I could tell she was waiting for someone or something with all of her luggage by her side. I can't even remember how we started talking, but I learned that her ride hadn't been able to pick her up from the airport and she'd been hauling her luggage around all day. She was waiting for them to come now, but they were running late. She also wanted to get to the same platform class as me. She was 10x more stressed than me and she'd had a rough day. I insisted that she put her luggage in my car during the class. After a lot of convincing, she agreed.

Anyways, sorry this is so long! I just want to say thank you to Barbara for helping me open my eyes to the world. I was so caught up in my own priorities that day. I feel blessed that I had the opportunity to slow down and think of someone else other than myself.