5:00-ish am: My alarm goes off. Nope. I am going back to sleep. Let's forget getting ready for the day. I'd rather just roll out of bed in an hour and savor the extra sleep.
6:00-ish am Throw everything into my suitcase, throw on some clothes and head off to the airport.
8:00-ish am Fly. I hate flying.
Let's forget this whole time format. Anyways, continuing the story...
I get into Salt Lake City and figure out that the work meeting I thought I had with Dean Magleby actually isn't today. Sweet. I'll just spend the day in Salt Lake.
So I drive around... going about 1 MPH anytime I see rail road tracks (That's another story, rail road tracks scare me) And go figure, SL city is FULL of railroad tracks. Somehow, I end up in the sketchiest part of town, driving down this "back ally" type street, when I see a homeless looking guy running around in the middle of the street. Is he dancing? Does he want me to give him a ride? Is he just crazy? Is he just being spontaneous? I have no idea, although my hunch is that he was a hitch-hiker. I was worried he wouldn't let me through. Who am I kidding? I'm in a car? Of course I'm going to win this battle. Needless to say, I got through without an incident.
THEN...I'm driving down State Street. When this guy pulls up next to me and waves. He seems genuinely friendly, and not too creepy. At first the wave threw me off, but then I realized, hey, it's Utah, and it's fun to see friendly people. So I wave back, thinking how nice it is to still see happy friendly people. At the next light he gets me to roll down my window, and wants me to call him on his cell-phone. So I did.
Actually, no. I didn't. Did I get you on that one? I just drove off. Maybe it's just me, but that was the point where friendly crosses over into creepy.
Anyway. I finally find parking in Salt Lake. Did I mention it's snowing? Yup. And I'm wearing flip flops. So I trudge through the puddles up to the BYU Salt Lake Center, where I go to get a parking pass. But guess what? They want to take a new photo ID. Great. Such a good day to decide to skip the shower and makeup in favor of sleep. Oh well, what the heck. I'd rather have a parking pass than a pretty photo ID.
Ok. Done with that. It's the first day of classes, so I might as well make an effort to actually get ready for the day now. Good thing I'm running out of makeup right? Ok. Off to find a make-up store. Since when did Salt Lake get so many homeless people? This endeavor ends up being a fail. Finally I just give up and decide to salvage the remnants of whatever is left in my makeup case and deal with the consequences.
So that's that! My day in Salt Lake. I've been sitting here at BYU Salt Lake for like 4+ hours cause my class isn't until 7:30. I got some work done.
P.S.
I saw a T-Shirt similar to THIS one for sale. Oh Salt Lake City. What an adventure.
http://www.sundaydriveshirts.com/product.php?productid=16151&cat=0&bestseller=Y
I love this. You are such a brilliant writer. I didn't know you were living in Utah this summer! We definitely need to get together. I want an adventure with you. Maybe even a few polygamist sightings.
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