We were supposed to say goodbye in Provo. We didn’t.
We were supposed to say goodbye on Antelope Island. We didn’t.
Instead, Brent and I decided to head back south to Salt Lake City to spend a few more days with our dear nomadic friends.
We visited Temple Square where our friends proved how much they really do like us when Brent and I decided to ask our sisters, a.k.a. tour guides, two millions questions about Mormonism. Fascinating.
We explored (and got lost) the streets of Salt Lake City and ate German food at Siegfried’s Deli. Highly recommended.
Never mind that we all live in RVs because you know you are really with like minded people when you come across an anti-GMO march and find yourself wildly chanting and cheering along with the protestors.
Clementine and I cleared the shelves at Trader Joe’s.
Brent played grill master.
After a few days in Salt Lake it was time to say goodbye and this time…
…we did.
Eli escorted us to the gate on his bike.
Sniff.
See you down the road friends!
Love and Laughter,
Jenn
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