What is it that is so appealing about road trips? When I plan them they seem so exciting and I wait to go with great anticipation. However, by the time the trip is done, I am more than ready to be done with cars forever! This was such on my trip to Manti with two of my mission comrades.
For the most part the trip went smoothly. We even ran into a former missionary from our beloved Chicago South. He lives in the same dorm as my brother Josh in Ephraim. This simply confirms what I've been finding out the last two years, that we live in a very small world.
Thankfully for this trip I was the driver, which helped matters quite considerably. I was able to control some of the situation in that aspect. The radio was another story, but I won't go into that. Thankfully one of these two had enough compassion to let me listen to some of MY music on the trip home.
All in all it was a good experience. The temple was beautiful as ever, and the workers so kind. I wandered around the grounds a bit and enjoyed the scenery.
We drove to Gunnison and visited Tyler's family, then we turned north to make the journey back to Salt Lake.
As soon as I was in the house, my pajamas were on and I was ready for bed! It was a good day, but I think that much driving will tide me over for at least a month.
