Mt. Rainier. It does exist. Many friends and family have flown up to see us, hoping to catch a glimpse of the elusive mountain on the way, or while in the Northwest, only to leave without seeing so much as a mole hill. It does tend to be a bit cloudy in Seattle. But once above the clouds, around 25,000 feet, Mt. Rainier is still as impressive as ever. We flew to Salt Lake via Reno...due to another "booking defugelty" caused by the mister. He has now been banned from making airline reservations, talking about reservations and/or airlines altogether. When we landed in Reno I was still a bit irritated (from having to stop in Reno!), but once off the plane that quickly passed...I was greeted by SLOT MACHINES! Stinkin' fun! Bells, lights, music and all I had to do was put in a buck and push a button! If it had been up to me I would still be sitting there...those slots were hypnotic! But the mister, who audibly groaned with each dollar that was inserted, kept one eye on the clock (and the other on his wallet) and before I could lose the farm he had us back on the next flight. Oh, I did not win one red cent...and got nothing for losing, not even a sticker! But I suppose losers don't need stickers that say losers.
Notice the little pyramid in the lake? Hence the name, Pyramid Lake, just outside of Reno and there was not one boat on it !? Everyone must have been in on the slots! As we made our final approach into Salt Lake I played my favorite game, I call it Count the Churches. Looking out of the plane window, two minutes before touchdown, I counted 79 churches. 79. No wonder the mister is always apprehensive when visiting Utah! One of the reasons we flew to SLC was to introduce the mister's son to his daughter....oh please, doesn't everyone have children show up in the middle of their lives who need introducing to the other children?!?! Just for the record, I have TWO children...I know, because I was there when they were born. The mister has five children (surprise! surprise!) and if the muzzle is ever lifted from my mouth, or when Hell freezes over, or when the mister decides to visit one of those 79 churches, I'll tell you all about them...until then just know that if any more children show up, the mister will be allowed to purchase one more airline ticket...a ONE WAY ticket!. Pictured above, left to right: Max, Coleman, Carson, Hayden and Dawson...along with my Max, those boys are four are the nicest and most well-mannered boys we have EVER met...they are the mister's new grandchildren! We had a great time playing tourist (Temple Square, Park City, Snowbird) with them and their parents.
Take a closer look at that car...those are EYE-LASHES over the lights! Seriously! And that wasn't the only strange sight we saw...they are still skiing at Snowbird...it's June 20th and there is still over 100-inches of snow up there! Skiers had their shirts off and wore shorts - it was 70 degrees and beautiful - not a cloud in the sky! The mister and the rest of the gang rode the tram up top, I opted to stay below to document the event...as I'm not a fan of trams...I have issues, you know. Besides, sitting in the sun watching gorgeous men ski down the hill is my favorite sport.
The mister got to the top and was skeered so they sent him back down alone....just kidding...the rest of the traveling tribe is in there with him...they all had a great time at 11,000 feet. So the bottom line is this...we had fun, the one fam met the other fam and our Christmas list has grown!