- Everyone is the same. I'm sorry for those of you living in Utah, but for the most part, they are. They look like they just graduated from BYU as they tote around their two or three kids to the Cafe Rio. And when I'm in Utah, I fit right in. But here in DC, I'm different!
- The dining situation. I realize that C and I are no foodies. However, we enjoy a good meal that doesn't necessarily come from a chain restaurant. But while in St. George for our anniversary (which, admittedly was a Sunday night--hey, vacation rules) we ended up eating at Fazoli's for dinner. I actually like this place (they make a mean chicken panino), but for our anniversary? Not my first choice. But seriously, when Fazoli's, Chili's, and Applebees are my only choices, I think that's pretty sad. (Related to this: what's even sadder is that residents of St. George voted Red Lobster "best seafood restaurant." Now that's just embarrassing.)
- Golden Spoon frozen yogurt. This gem was bought by Golden Swirl decades ago, but then erased forever...or so I thought. While in St. George, C and I found one that had just opened. This treat handily beats my beloved McDonald's ice cream cones and even beats the wonderful cones at Maverik gas stations. Saturday night, I had half egg nog and half raspberry cheesecake. C had half cookies and cream and half cake batter (that's right...cake batter). When we returned for more cake batter (quite possibly the yummiest yogurt on the face of the earth) on Sunday, the store was closed. Sigh. And as our plane left early Monday morning, we were out of luck.
- Moon shadows. Previous to our arrival, Utah received quite a bit of snow. So as we were driving at night during a full moon, it was simply beautiful. The moon was reflecting off the snow, giving enough light that you almost didn't need to turn on your headlights. Amazing.
- Cowboys. We just don't have them here, at least in my county. But while in Utah, C and I stopped at a random church for a 9 a.m. sacrament meeting. Wearing a leather vest and bolo tie while sporting a funny-looking mustache, the speaker certainly would not have fit in here. Apparently this man had recently been reactivated. At one point, he talked about his mother, which brought tears to his eyes. His reaction to this? "Shoooot, cowboys don't cry." (To be said with thick cowboy drawl.) C and I were shaking with laughter in our seats in the overflow. But then he topped himself with another story. He said that his son had asked him why he didn't attend church. His response? "I guess I'm just lazy and, well, NASCAR is on." AGAIN, you just won't find that in Montgomery County, much to my dismay.
Hmmm...apparently Utah has more pros than cons. Too bad they pay their teachers slightly more than minimum wage.