I was a national parks slacker. It took a foreigner to open my eyes.
(LA Times NBA)

Not long after I plopped down on a sticky bench seat on a national parks shuttle bus, a thirtysomething man seated across the aisle turned and exchanged pleasantries and names. He then asked, `Is this your first time here?` It was, indeed, our first time in Utah´s Zion National Park and he replied,...