After Julia and I flew into Salt Lake, we took our side trip to the Rockin R Ranch in Southern Utah. There my mom joined Julia and I and after our weeked there, we drove our rental car to Rexburg, Idaho to take Julia to BYU-Idaho as a Freshman. We helped her settle into her apartment, bought food and school supplies, bought Interior Design materials on campus and picked up the textbooks we had preordered online.
I should explain here that when Julia and I flew to Salt Lake the Friday of Labor Day week, Dave dropped us off at the airport in Baltimore. Then he, James and Andrea started their own trek west--by car. Our intention was to leave that car with James and Julia so they could get around in Idaho. They made a stop in St. Louis at Dave's sister Patty's, and then they stopped in Denver with Kara. When they arrived in Salt Lake, Dave and Andrea got right on a plane--and then traveled in 4 hours they distance they had just traveled in three days. James then drove the car from there up to Rexburg.
Then we were on to the next leg of the trip--visiting newlyweds Erika and Tyler in Pocatello-about 1 1/2 hours from Rexburg --normally. This time however, I forgot about getting gas, and the rental car warned me just as our car sucked the last drop of gas and started losing power. I pulled to the side of the road on a lonely strip--miles from anything in both directions. Fortunately, I was able to call my insurance company who sent someone with a tank of gas--2 hours later. Just a little glitch and we were on our way again.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
My friend Camille. We were friends at age 14, and were the breakfast crew. People often confused us for one another. Even at the reunion people thought we looked so alike, which we both found amusing.
Uncle Bob also spoke that night--reminding us of his great oratory when he told ghost stories and other tall tales at our campfires.