As promised, we had a fun trip to St. George over the weekend. We left Friday at 11, but didn’t get on the road until after 12, due to a “broken gas tank evaporative line” or something like that. Thankfully, we realized there was a problem as soon as we filled up with gas and gas splashed all over on the ground. We just had some work done on the van (to the tune of $400) this week, and since they did the repairs, we’ve smelled a faint gasoline smell. We quickly took it over to the repair place, and an hour of magazine reading later, we were on our way again.
We had an uneventful drive down, and as we were getting near St. George, we started talking about the Moai statues on Easter Island, and were in an interesting conversation about theories when I saw a sign that said Welcome to Arizona.
*What?!* How could we have missed St. George? Did we just drive right on by? Apparently, we did. This is why Ryan and I cannot be contestants on our favorite show, the Amazing Race. We had to turn around and drive back about 6 miles to our St. George exit. Duh!
We had a fun weekend, with visits to the Jacob Hamblin Home, the St. George Tabernacle, Brigham Young’s winter home, the St. George temple. It was very interesting and I learned so much about the pioneers who settled St. George.
I enjoyed a wonderful dinner and show at Tuacahn by myself. Ryan came down with unexpected stomache problems, and decided at the last minute not to go. He assured me that it wasn’t just that he didn’t want to watch Joseph and his colored coat, but that he really didn’t feel well enough to go. So I went by myself and really enjoyed the show. They do some fun updates on this classic and it was a lot of fun.
On the way home on Sunday, we decided to stop at Cove Fort, and had a lovely tour. If any of you ever have the chance to stop and tour it, it’s really fascinating! We’re already making plans to take the kids there. It’s only two hours from home and they would really find it great, I’m sure.
We had a lovely time, and really the Thanks go to Ryan’s mom and dad, who were so wonderful to stay with the kids for the weekend. They gave us the glowing report, and the kids were excited to see us when we got home, which tells us we were gone just long enough for them to miss us, but not long enough for Grandma and Grandpa to hate them and never babysit again. Perfect!
Glad you had fun. And, really, how did you miss St. George? Pretty funny.