Today's tales from the road involve a trial by fire, a test of will, and a discovery of sorts. Though the morning started out great (I left Montana with plenty of enjoyable miles, even all the way through Idaho), the middle of the day was wrought with panicked drivers (or maybe it was just me). The streets of Salt Lake City thundered with the sound of tens of thousands of cars, trucks, heavy machinery, and bears (yes, there were bears in town for some reason). On the plus side, I did get a chance to visit the Temple Square in downtown SLC. Quite a center of commerce, religion, and architecture, as a matter of fact. All the while, I was surprised that no one came up to me asking if I could spare a few minutes of my time to talk about a particular person.
Everything from the tabernacle...
...to Assembly Hall...
...it's many gardens...
...(another shot of Assembly Hall)...
...and of course...
...the Salt Lake Temple.
Suffice it to say, the traffic there was terrible, but you'll have that almost 1 million residents in the metro area, plus visitors and commuters. Yuck.
Thankfully, there was a beautiful end in sight. The mountains of southern Utah held a secret that only mother nature could have constructed. That's a story for tomorrow though when I go to a place that would make the Roman aqueduct builders jealous.
Oh, and I made a pleasant discovery today. You may recall when Gandalf fell into the chasm while fighting the balrog. Well, later in the series he returns as Gandalf the White. I think that was just a doppelganger, and Gandalf the Grey retired to Utah under a pseudonym (even with alternative spelling), as an Italian sandwich maker.
That's my theory. Don't tempt me, Frodo.
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