I just got back from a short roadtrip. It was quite fun. Dorthy, my roommate came up with the idea of going down to Manti to go to the temple there. So we did. There were supposed to be four of us going, but our friend Beth couldn't make it. So it was just Dorthy, Joe and me. Dorthy and Joe did an endowment session and I went and did baptisms. The people in the baptistry were so nice and made such a fuss over me. It was different going all by myself, but it was such a good experience that I'm really glad I went. One of the old men was telling me that President Hinckley called the Manti temple the "jewel of temples" and he told a story about how President Hinckley's wife's father or grandfather worked on building the temple, got injured, and died from the hernia that he got. Interesting.
Anyway, after I was done doing baptisms, I wandered around the temple grounds, enjoying the nice weather and the pretty trees. I sat on a rock and contemplated some stuff for awhile. It was very nice and I felt peaceful and comforted.
After Joe and Dorthy came out from their session, we got back in the car and drove a bit further south to the tiny town of Salina, Utah (pronounce the "i" like "eye"). Why Salina, you ask? Well, Joe used to live there and he gave us a brief tour of the town. We saw the bank, Joe's old house, Lotsa Motsa Pizza, the Five and Dime store, Joe's old elementary, middle and high schools, and other key places of interest. It didn't take that long. After that we headed back up to Provo. And that was the trip.
Did I mention the wraps I made for our dinner? Ham and turkey with Provolone cheese and Roma tomatoes, along with some spinach leaves and ranch dressing. They were so fantastic! Mmmmm, wraps.
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Did you know that was the first temple I ever saw? That's where Gael got married. I was 13.
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