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Hop aboard the Utah tour bus!


We did not suffer from boredom in Utah, to say the least. Davin often asks if we can "fly back to Utah" because in his mind it must seem like the magic land where everything that is fun happens on a constant basis (he also asks about flying to California as will be explained in a future post). We started our tour with the height of tourist attractions in Salt Lake City: Temple Square.




As I grew up in Utah, I probably visited Temple Square a million times (or nearly so). I saw it mature as new sections were added from the completion of the Conference Center and gardens on Main Street to the latest church library. I am still impressed by its beauty and scale. Temple Square is emblematic of a culture that continues to develop, driven by a people who embrace the idea of achieving perfection in all aspects of life, not only spiritual. We had v.i.p. treatment as Mom is a docent at the
Church History Museum and she gave us an excellent tour. I have attended the museum several times but having her there highlighted things I had never noticed before. Davin was particularly taken with the exhibit on the Tabernacle, particularly the model pulpit. He repeatedly "bore his testimony" to other visitors at the museum and was upset when we had to leave.

Davin had a great time visiting the Dinosaur Museum at Thanksgiving Point
, where he was excited by the "big bones."



We melted at the
Hogle Zoo but later cooled down at the Gateway Mall's fountain. Davin played mini golf a few times and especially loved Cherry Hill
.



The ultimate guy day included a morning golf trip for Chris and then a trip on my uncle's boat. They rounded out the day with a fishing trip to the
Cold Spring's Trout Farm, dinner at Maddox's, and a baseball game at the Ogden Raptors
.



Though we probably overwhelmed Davin with too many activities, it was the small moments that really meant a lot. Davin still talks about Grandpa Stevenson buying him peanuts at the baseball game and playing golf in the back yard. The most important part of the trip was time spent bonding with grandparents, aunts, and uncles.


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Maile said…
On these whirlwind vacations, the small moments certainly are the best ones. We have some pictures almost identical to yours from the dinosaur museum - and my 2 brothers-in-law had more fun than the kids playing in the sand with the dinosaurs!
July 20, 2008 at 11:03 AM
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