Posts Tagged ‘Utah’

Pink lollipop

It’s been a long time since I’ve partaken of a pink lollipop, but I have had the opportunity to know, at least in part, what it feels like to be one.

In actuality, my experience is far less like being a lollipop than it is like being roasted in an oven.

Last week I was in Utah and Idaho. I partook of a delicious raspberry lime shake. I drove an ATV down dirt roads at what seemed like perfectly reasonable speeds. I tried wake boarding for the first time. I drove a jet ski around in circles on a lake. I also spent time with family and ate a ton of food. Thankfully, I managed to sleep on the red-eye flight back to New York.

I have been at work for 24 hours straight. I am not particularly thrilled about that.

I’m pretty sure that being roasted in an oven would be much less pleasant than my time on the beach at Bear Lake, but I do feel that I was lightly toasted and then painted a bright pink, I assume, in order to hide pink lollipops on my person. I hope to find them soon.

P.S. I’m a bit out of it and will probably regret posting this. I think I should go get some breakfast.

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Long Drive

But not really long.

I like driving, especially at night. I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s worth mentioning again right now because I just got back from a drive.

I drove for perhaps 30 minutes south along the west side of Utah Lake, which isn’t a particularly impressive lake. Well, it looks impressive. It’s huge. It’s not, however, a very fun lake to be in or around as the water quality isn’t what I’d call superb. The average depth is 9 feet with a maximum of 14 feet.

While it’s not a great recreational lake, it is nice to look at, and I’ve recently decided that it’s good for night drives.

It was incredibly quiet. Lots of stars were visible. Across the lake I could see Provo, Utah, among other cities (for some reason I can never pick out the border lines in real life like I can on a map).

I stopped and just sat there for a while, taking it all in. And then I came back, ready for bed.

I move to New York City this week. Thanks to Justin, I actually have a place to live now! I am excited to get back to the city for a number of reasons: the city is exciting, working with my coworkers in person, NY pizza, more food, and just doing something different. I will, of course, miss a few things here, one of which is being able to go driving at night whenever I please. So I hope to go a few more times this week.

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Flying Home

Flying Home by Lionel Hampton is one of those classic jazz songs that, when played at a dance, you just can’t help yourself—you have to get up and dance. It’s quite fantastic.

As you may have guessed, astute reader, I am back home in Eagle Mountain, Utah. I’m exhausted. The flight itself was about 4.5 hours. It felt like it was a lot longer, though I did talk to the guy next to me quite a bit. He was cool. I mostly listened to an audio book though. The book was called The Opal Deception, which is a part of the Artemis Fowl series. Fun books. I’m far too lazy/tired to make links out of those at the moment so if you’re at all interested you’ll have to actually do the searching yourself. I know that’s asking a lot of you, but really I didn’t ask anything of you so it’s actually not asking anything of you at all. Uh… ok I’m moving on.

I flew Delta, non-stop from JFK to SLC (non-stop is the only way to go!). The airplane was a bigger, newer airplane of some kind. It had a 7 in the number. 700? 770? 777? Something like that. There was a monitor in the back of each seat on which you could watch movies, live TV via satellite, play games against other passengers, and see a live map of where above planet earth the plane was currently along with other information. On the flight to New York I browsed the TV channels and played trivia for a while. This time, I just sat there, listening to my book, intermittently talking to the guy next to me.

It’s good to be back in Utah again. I’m not entirely certain how long I’ll be here before moving to New York for good, but I’m guessing it’ll be at least a few weeks. I’ll figure that out later. Right now, all I can think about is sleeping in my own bed tonight! I’m pretty much super stoked about it.

Edited to add: I think I edited this 6 times after posting it to get the date right. I’m writing this just before midnight on Nov. 8. First the time settings were wrong in wordpress so it was showing up with a Nov. 9th date. So I changed the settings, then then changed the post to the 7th, then edited some other post and changed its date, then tried changing this one again and failed, and then failed again, and now finally have it right. I really need sleep.

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