I have spent almost three weeks in my new home and am not quite sure what to think of it. I feel like I have traveled the world and never left home. New friends old and young have been very easy to come upon. I have received some treasures/presents from India, Israel and I believe Paris all in three weeks. My new best friend is 65 and the president of her company is a huge golden retriever by the name of Jackson. My assistant manager will not ride in a car with anyone and will not allow anyone to ride in her car with her. She says if she drives off a cliff she will be okay because she has a survival kit and plenty of canned stew! What the hell, i think if you drove off of a cliff you would be dead who cares about the food? I have been walking up and down the streets of Park City for three weeks with my eyes wide open. There are constantly signs to vote for Oboma and every where you go someone wants to talk to you or get you to sign up for "save our canyons" or some other group or organization that they are overly passionate about. I think i may be back in Vermont. Oh but there is construction on every corner....I am in Utah.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
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