Of course something had to happen while I was in Zion. You guys would of been shocked if I hadn't fell at least once.
Well, I fell more than once. It was more like 67 times.
Apparently, I have a reason not to like water. I fell in the river so many times that it got old. In the picture above, I had to be rescued because I couldn't stand up straight without slipping back down. I was even being carried by the river.
Do you notice that only 3 people from my group tried to save me? The other 5 were on the side laughing at me. I have great friends. Hahaha.
I have to admit that I didn't mind falling, and that it was pretty funny. I'm glad people can laugh at my klutziness instead of getting mad. :)
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