On the way back from Salt Lake City today, I saw a woman literally destroying her book as she was reading it. She was ripping 5, 10, 20 pages out at a time after she'd finished with them. It was a romance novel she was ripping up, so maybe she viewed it as some sort of throwaway literature, but still. Can you imagine ripping up a book that way? It was horrifying.
We were in Salt Lake City over the holiday weekend for a wedding. My cousin Tbhs got married to her fiance, as nice a guy as you could ever hope to meet. The wedding was fine; the bride was lovely and the reception was very nice. Not the most fun wedding I've ever been to, but I think the good times are predicated on you knowning tons of people at the wedding. Which we didn't. I barely ever see this cousin, simply because she's lived far away for her entire life. So I don't really know her, so it wasn't as fun as some other cousin weddings.
Otherwise, SLC was incredibly dull. It seems like a very sterile city; the food was nothing to write home about (save for a trip to the CA chain Rubio's), and the town is very boring. There's nothing much to do and see, and it's not even really a city, by my estimation. I live in a city. SLC seems like a suburb with 10 tall buildings in the middle of it. Even walking, which was certainly do-able, seemed sort of pointless when faced with the six lane roads going everywhere. They're supposedly the relic of the 2002 Olympics, but whatever. They make the city into a driver's paradise and a walker's hell. But the people seemed mostly happy and my cousin the ski bunny (the bride's younger sister) really does seem to love the city. There was nothing really wrong with the place, but then again, there was nothing really very right about it.
We did make a day trip to Park City, which was nice, though sorta not the most fun. Park City is a resort town, but it's a winter resort. I can't imagine the place in the winter, with the boarders and the skiiers everywhere. In summer, it was shoppers and bikers and hikers, all enjoying the outdoors. I sort of don't love the outdoors, so it was only so-so. And the shopping did get pretty repetitive after a while. Still, it was somewhere I'd never been.
In fact, the whole trip was basically just a trip to somewhere I'd never been, coupled with a wedding obligation. I'm home, and that's nice. Too bad there's a work week ahead.
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