stateside
August 2nd, 2008
Nothing says ‘welcome home’ like getting picked up from the airport in an open air jeep, cruising back on North Temple street to your sisters house in the Salt Lake City avenues.
Of course, we stopped at Red Iguana for lunch and later to get my car and meet the huskies. Dirk and I also immersed ourselves in American luxuries such as bluegrass, movie theaters, and desserts. (no more deserts)