Finding and Getting to the Portable Classrooms

Part 1 Finding the Portable Classrooms:

My frustration with the way Salt Lake Community College has dealt with not having enough classrooms to fit all of it's classes started with my first day at the Redwood Campus.  I had made it to campus early enough, I'd thought, to get a general idea of where my classes would be, but with the parking situation being the way that it is, I hardly had time to run into the student center to get a map and ask where my first class was.  After having printed out my class schedule and having compared it with a map of the campus, I noticed I had some classes that were labeled as portable. Even with the map in hand it was hard to tell exactly where these classes were. On top of not being familiar with which building was which, I was having a hard enough time figuring out which direction what building was facing. It took a while, but after spinning around and turning the map up-side down a few times, I felt like I was starting to get a decent idea of where "you are here" was. I made the move and started heading towards PC 103.  

Part 2 Getting to the Portable Classrooms:

Once I was off the actual campus I spotted what I thought these Portable Classrooms might look like, but after having made it all the way around them, there were no doors with the numbers on them I  needed.  I pulled out my map again and looked at it more carefully, this time noticing that what I had to cross wasn't a path in the parking lot, but an actual street that runs into Redwood.  I looked around and oriented myself with what part of the parking lot I was standing in the middle of and started off to where I thought I was supposed to be going.  When I finally made it through the maze of cars I started to cross the street, but all I could see was a bus stop.  This couldn't be right.  There wasn't a big bus stop area like this marked anywhere on the map..  I turned around and figured I must have had my directions mixed up and walked along Redwood to the next road that would intersect it instead.  When I finally made it to the next road that closed the campus in, I couldn't see anything that looked like a portable class room.  I decided that the combination of their being a lack of details on the map and my own lack of being capable to read maps wasn't getting me anywhere and to head back to the student center instead.  Once I swallowed my pride and finally asked where I was supposed to be, I found out that I had been in the right place after the first road I'd crossed, but that the classrooms were hidden behind the bus stop. The orientation had taken me most of the class time and knowing how long it had taken me to get out there the first time, I decided to bag it and start looking for my next class.