I’m 30 & This Is How Much I Spent On A Trip To Zion National Park With My Husband & 9 Friends

7:47 a.m. – Team breakfast again, and our last Airbnb day. We try to eat everything we can. My husband, spatial reasoning skills extraordinaire, packs our car to somehow fit five people and five people’s stuff. L and O head to the airport, and the last five survivors drive to Cathedral Wash for one last canyon hike, which, while not super strenuous, is technically difficult: It’s more like a climb than a hike in spots, requiring some careful footwork and supporting hand action to go from one level of the canyon to another, and the path is very narrow in places. No one falls, and we’re rewarded with the rushing Colorado River at the bottom.