7.15.2008

Day Two: It's our time sweet babe, to break on through

Listening: Yeah Yeah Yeahs, "Our Time"

We made it to Utah! Everyone rejoice! After saying we'd get up at 7:30 (okay, another side note: I think most, if not all of you, know how much I'd rather stay up into the wee hours and sleep late - a nap or two - than go to bed early, wake up early. I get it from my mama.), we finally get up at 9:30 AM and roll out around 11. We packed food when we left Portland, so we had peanut butter and banana sandwiches for lunch on the go. OH wow. I got the Adams Natural No-Stir peanut butter and I really think it is related to heavenly manna. Slurp slurp slurp.

Enough of the salivating. Onward!

So for a long time today I thought that Idaho was a pretty ugly place to be and I didn't see ONE DANG POTATO except for the bobble ones in the gift shop at which we stopped. Anyway, then we came upon Twin Falls, Idaho, and stopped at the Perrine Bridge. The bridge spans a canyon made from the Snake River and is a popular spot for base jumping. I fell in love with Idaho at this spot. The water is a really deep green (I swear there is minimal editing) and the canyon goes as far as your eyes can see. I know how silly that sounds. I also stood underneath the bridge, which is also a major highway. It would get suddenly very loud when a car approached the bridge and then suddenly there was no sound. We waited around for a good half hour to see the base jumpers, but they took their sweet time.

We were then directed to Shoshone Falls, which claims to be higher than Niagara (I nearly typed Viagra. Um, what?) and also is being used for hydroelectric power. I got a sunburn here and I'm sure it will be the first of many. I'll stop trying to talk about it and just show you! We gave it a thumbs up. LOOK AT WHAT A GREAT FOREHEAD I HAVE.

























So, per usual, I'm attempting to multitask and while watching an ep of ST: Voyager (Janeway!!), a preview for the X-Files movie just played. MMMMMMMMMulder!

Obviously, I digress. You see! This is why Judy should be writing.

Somewhere after that we got caught in a few dust storms, the first for both of us. Traveling around Oregon got me familiar with windstorms, but this was a new monster. At some point, just before I-84 split into 84 and 86, we saw a tornado-like formation of dust. I started freaking out about the dirt tornado and how it would pick us up and then we might be on another planet for all we know. Mom called it a "dust devil" and I think she made it up.

Oops. Turns out that's a real term.

Neola: Zero
Judy: Eleven billion points

Anyway, the fact that I'm writing this terribly LONG entry is proof that the dirt, dust, uh, THING, didn't get us.

So, I'm going to post a couple of photos and Judy is going to finish up writing. Everyone give her her warmest welcome. Judy! You're on!

Well....Welcome to SUNDANCE! (no, not the kid, the place!!!) You know, you hear about the Sundance Film Festival, and, as far as I was concerned, it was probably on the other side of the world. But, there it was, in Utah, right between Salt Lake City and Provo. It took us a while to get there (all those hairpin curves with on-coming traffic), but it was worth it! The drive was wonderful, filled with cliffs of rock that had been twisted, turned, pushed, and shoved in all sorts of ways. Water --trickling, gushing, and everything in between-- running down the sides of the cliffs. Bubbling, gurgling, rushing streams carry the water down the mountain beside the road. We pulled into the parking lot of the resort. Yes, it is a "resort." We discussed whether or not to get out and walk around, maybe eat at one of the restaurants. (Hmmmm, wonder how much it would cost?) Let's just say that the pasta at The Spaghetti Factory was really tasty!






































Judy made her blogging debut! Now she'll be taking the internets by storm.

It's time for bed. Tomorrow we should arrive somewhere in northern Arizona. Or you might find us gambling away our pennies in Las Vegas.

(Much, much love to everyone! Thank you for continuing to keep us in your thoughts.)

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Minneola versus
Robert Redford and Devil
across the green bridge.

Jerry said...

It sounds like y'all are having a good trip thus far, dust devils be darned! For some reason, I've always wanted to go to Idaho, though the lack of potatoes is quite disappointing.

CP said...

where have all the potatoes gonnneeeeee

D. Misner said...

depending on which way mother and daughter went, a lot of the potatoes in Idaho are grown on the Southern side, especially on the other side of the boarder from Ontario, Oregon (where a lot of potatoes are also grown). This is has been your Tater Tot Minutes (TM Pending)

Anonymous said...

Yeah...ok...so the whole dust devil thing read as dirt devil to my sleep needing self. I had this mental image of you and your mom watching in the rearview as a giant vacuum in the sky chased after you. I'm glad that didn't happen.

Unknown said...

totally unrelated, neola, but just had to tell you i baked my own challah today...and it SUCKS. i know yours would be tons better.

:-(