When we set our list of goals for the year, we didn't think that we would be living anywhere but Utah. This reflected on those goals, and the most difficult for us to accomplish was hiking up to delicate arch in Moab. Well, since we were spending a few days in Utah for Emre's blessing and Connor's farewell, we took our chance and headed down to Moab the same day that we were flying back to Michigan. In order not to miss our flight, we had to be up and out of the hotel by 3:30am. As usual, we were a little late, but by 4am we were on the road, Grandma at the wheel! I (Alastair) chatted to my mum all the way down, which was nice. It always is. By 9am (after some delays) we were at the trail that leads to Delicate Arch. Grandma, Alastair, Laleinia, Emre, Hollie, Connor, and Sarah. The hike isn't the easiest, especially when you consider that we aren't in the best shape. Alastair had to carry Emre, a backpack, and an umbrella to shield him from the...