So, we went to Moab this weekend because Craig had a "gig" - two nights playing in a tavern that was frequented by the sort of clientele that Europeans secretly believe America is full of. Let's just say there were more patrons than sets of teeth. The town was also host this weekend to an antique car show so there was no room at the inn. Fortunately Craig had booked early and managed to get us lodging at the Lazy Lizard... Blast from the past -- or someone's past. Anyway the place is a bonafide hostel - we paid $26 for a private room. Bathroom across the hall complete with mold and an astonishing array of shampoo left by travelers. The room was surprisingly comfortable, or perhaps tomb like. It was warm already (high 80s) and the Lazy Lizard doesn't do air conditioning. We slept like logs. Saturday we did an amazing hike up a gully - still some pools of water.
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