Traven Bussell

Mrs. Burr

English 1010

September 9, 2017

​A journey of the unknown

First may I say where I went to see places I have never gone before. I went to Herriman,

basically the entire city was traveled within the course of a few hours. The only place in

Herriman City I have gone to prior to this event was Herriman High School. I live in Daybreak,

which to me was instantly a vastly different environment. Daybreak is more organized. While the

neighborhood bordering Daybreak was still nice as you progress it starts to become more

trashed. Both literally and figuratively. As there is trash covering the ground everywhere, empty

fields and roads. But enough of that, let us begin!

I begun on my journey, to seek out glory of a new kind. To find a new land, that I have

transversed before. It was quite the sight to see that the organized housing and lands of Daybreak

fell away with only one jump over a road. Instantly it became a new theme unlike the likes of

anything in Daybreak. More disorganized to my dismay. And yet they had one familiar parcel; a

path that would lead me to the unknown; a pathway of asphalt. Thus, I followed this cracked and

broken path, overgrown to the brink of discord by shrubs and bushes. This lead me to a park, in

which to my surprise I had found a soccer match occurring, even during the storm that had struck

out as I pushed forward.

It was intriguing to see such a game occurring. It says something about people. That they

will do what they want and love even through harsh conditions. People were in a frenzy about
this match, yet it was raining? Why, would you risk such a thing with the reports of a

thunderstorm on the brink of striking the area? A danger yet I proceeded on my travel, but alas, it

appeared that I was trapped within a fencing around the park! Yet as I walked around the

fencing, I found a pathway through two houses surrounded by fences. This brought me to the

next neighborhood in my journey.

Once again the style changed, it was chaotic, with the roads twisting and turning. Yet

here, it was empty. There was no one, not a person in sight unlike the lands of Daybreak. This

was a confusing pathway of breaks through the houses. Once through the neighborhood, I had

reached the end of the houses. Now marks the beginning of the fields of nothingness, of endless

dirt and weeds. Of dried grass and trash. I continued the march towards the mine, to see the

commercial section of Herriman City. I never reached it, about an hour of walking and I was still

in the fields, but there were some marks in between such locations. Another soccer game with

hundreds of spectators lined up to achieve their sponsorship of their teams. And a pasture of

nature.

I eventually reached a familiar sight in my walk, Herriman High School. But to see it

from such an angle was quite strange. Since when was there a tower at Herriman High School?

Alas, I continued, as I have never been in the neighborhood across from Herriman High School.

So I decided, “why not?” and spent a good half hour exploring the vast neighborhood. Yet again,

another neighborhood, another theme. This was more earthen if I must say so myself. Each house

had grey or tan colors. At this point though, I have reached the end of what I have not seen;

Smiths came from around the clearing, of yet another field. At this point I was done, over six

miles walked in two and a half hours and what did I learn of Herriman City? That it is not a city,
it is a field. The majority of this ‘city’ is a field. Why is that one might ask I thought? There is an

answer no doubt, but would someone not familiar to Salt Lake City and its’ greater area

understand such a thing? They prepared Herriman City well for development, and one day it will

be a bustling city filled to the brim with more people than it should hold. Land in the Greater Salt

Lake City Area is not cheap, if the city prepares the land for development prior to people arriving

to develop it, it could translate to a mass profit for Herriman City. If the land is already ready for

developers to work their thing, then why not go?

I returned to Daybreak, to see the familiar uniformed houses, each similarly designed

and built to show a true masterpiece in planned neighborhoods. That is what happens in planned

neighborhoods, they get planned. Everything is there for a reason, you do not have pathways to

nowhere, you do not have wasted space. For land is money, and wasted land is wasted money.

Here where land is worth a fortune can you afford to make a road that leads to nowhere? I think

not! For the genius planners who move their pens back and forth to make their mark on the land

do not see such. As soon as I entered the lands of Daybreak I was greeted by the sounds of

people, not the nothingness of empty fields and roads. Transportation devices and vehicles

packed both the roads and the sidewalks as people ran this way and that. There were workers as I

passed, no doubt their to maintain such order in Daybreak. I wonder still now as I type these

words on this machine if those other neighborhoods have workers to make sure they look as best

as they could be? I think not, but that is a tradeoff that Daybreak residents must pay.

No doubt that Herriman City is far different from Daybreak, in both environment and

atmosphere. Not only do the people themselves act differently. The roads in Daybreak are

clogged with cars and people bustling around outdoors to do things. While in Herriman City, you
have four lane freeways with just a handful of cars, and not a person to be seen on the highways.

It is a different culture between cities and places such a thing is a truth. It shows the difference

between a developed city and a undeveloped city. But alas, that completes my journey, I truly

hope you enjoyed my observation over two cities.

Most of Herriman could be summed up in this picture: