Fortunately, after much bribery and quivering of my lower lip, I was able to convince Dave to take a jaunt to St. George with me. He was hesitant because the forecast told us it would rain, “what is the point of going to St. George if it’s going to RAIN!?”. Well, just for fun, we checked everywhere in the south west, and it was predicited to rain everywhere that weekend. St. George, Las Vegas, San Diego, yup, even Phoenix! The point is, he went.
We learned a couple of interesting things this trip.
1-It is REALLY hard to speak without using contractions (ex. It is instead of it’s), on one particularly lonely part of the southern Utah wilderness I challenged Dave to go the 3 day weekend without using them. He survived for approx. 3 hours….
2-Casinos are really depressing places. I went in the famed “virgin river casino” with Dave to bowl (because let’s face it, what else is there to do in Mesquite?), you know, the one that has billboards all over St. George? Ya, I went in. Although it DID smell of cigarette smoke which brought back found memories of proselyting on my mission.
3- I am NOT always correct with directions. Usually I’m pretty good, but I messed up a couple times this trip-embarrassing. One time we were one block away from where we were supposed to be but because I adamantly insisted I had the coordinates right-we ended up being 15 minutes late.
4- My new favorite restaurant is Texas Roadhouse. AMAZING cheese fries, and great steak. Who could ask for more? Don’t believe me? Look below…
Here are a couple other photo’s from the trip.
Oh, did I mention I had a baby?
Just kidding, this is Luke. He belongs to Dave’s friend Jon
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