What a wonderful place --- more about that later.
|Our very visible site -- Closest to the transit train -- Perfect! -- D.|
|Early morning -- On my way to the library -- |
Rarin' to go! -- D.
|Waiting for the doors to open! (With other genealogy nerds) -- D.|
I took this picture of the rapid transit train that took Dianne to Temple Square directly from our RV park every day except Sunday. The transit system here is a role model for what many of our cities lack --- amazingly convenient and economical.
Except for the end of this section, there will not be many pictures, but there will be stories. This was mostly problem-solving time for me.
The first task... During our time in Montana, while cleaning my ears in the morning with a Q-tip (I know you are not supposed to do that), I felt an ear-ache type of pain in my right ear. That was weird. I have not had an ear ache since I was a kid. When I opened my hearing aide container, I noticed that the plastic dome that covers my right hearing aide (right side of picture) was not attached to my hearing aide. Crap, it was in my ear canal. It might have been in my brain! I had pushed it further in with the Q-tip.. Dianne looked, but could not see it. (I wasn't about to go blindly poking around in there -- D.) I looked it up on the internet and read all the urgings to go to your audiologist to have it removed. My audiologist was Costco. I called Costco in Salt Lake City and was told that they could not help me. They told me to go to an Insta-Care. I found an Insta-Care near the campground that copied my Medicare Card (we will see). They had never dealt with this before, but they did have a visual of it and assured me that it was not in my brain. The doctor was not able to remove it with instruments, but her assistant was able to finally flush it out with water. Whew! By the time we were finished the doctor and her assistant knew everything about me and our travels. The doctor asked if we had eaten at the Red Iguana Restaurant, urging us to do so.
The second task... We have been experiencing intermittent problems with the cord that connects our electronic signals between our motor home and our tow car. Everything has been working except the right turn signal. I investigated the purchase of a new cord and contacted Blue Ox (the tow system we own) two times. The local Blue Ox dealer does not stock electrical cords (what?). He told me to contact Camping World which I did. Camping World has Roadmaster connections (a Blue Ox competitor), but did have a cord that might work. I drove 20 miles there, bought the similar cord, and drove 20 miles back. It did not work. What now? (the theme of August). I was able to return it the next morning after another forty miles of driving.
Our neighbor at the KOA was there to do missionary work for the many, many, many, many homeless people in Salt Lake City. Ralph from South Carolina is a really nice guy. He offered to look at our cord, and reconnected several of the connections. The right turn signal still did not work; however, the morning of our departure, it did work. We need to get back to Texas so I can work with the local Blue Ox dealer to figure this out. I gave Ralph a small donation to help support his mission (before we discovered that the turn signals were now working). He was so genuinely grateful. I must say that this was one of the best feelings I have had for a while. Paying it forward really is a good thing. I am still feeling well about it.
The third task...
|Sidewalk view near Temple Square|
There was an Apple Store at the beautiful City Creek Center Mall across from Temple Square.
I took the rapid transit system to the mall and arrived at the Apple Store when it opened. Two technicians (both of them great) could not solve the problem with my phone unless they kept it to do a complete reboot (which might have lost all of my data.) Evidently the problem is with the microprocessor. They did their best, and I appreciated it. What now? I will wait until I can upgrade in January.
The good news... I had a delicious omelet at the mall (I love omelets). I was able to walk around Temple Square, observing the magnificent architecture (I love architecture).
The fourth task.... Wiping the dead bugs off the motor home windshield --- didn't happen.
Most of our "our time" at Salt Lake City was enjoyed with friends.
Ken and Kathy are neighbors from Retama Village. Kathy discovered that they would be at the KOA in Salt Lake City during the same time frame of our visit. We enjoyed a happy hour with them and two of their neighbors.
After drinks we joined them at the Red Iguana (recommended by my new Insta-Care doctor, and our Retama friends Bob and Linda) for some delicious Mexican (actually pre-Mexican Aztec) food.
Mole sauces (pronounced like ole') were the specialty of the restaurant. Plates of samples were brought to the table before we
We waited for a half-hour outside for our table. Not too bad. We were surprised to find a crowd still waiting outside when we left at 9:00 p.m.
More friends... One of Dianne's good friends from elementary, middle, and high school was Vicki. Vicki and her husband, Steve, moved to Park City after retirement. What fun it was to see them again.
After spending some time with them on the deck of their beautiful home, they took us out to lunch in Park City at the Bistro. Great food. Perfect weather. Wonderful friends. You always know good friends when comfortable conversations begin within a minute of the reunion.
We knew of Park City because of the Salt Lake City Winter Olympic games. What a beautiful town in an amazing setting. In winter, ski lifts transport skiers to the slopes from the center of town, or to town from the slopes for a lunch break.
After lunch Vicki and Steve took us to the top of one of the local mountains on a road that is closed during the winters. Nice view, huh?
The next stop with Vicki and Steve was a definite highlight. Their daughter is the marketing manager of the Olympic Training Center --- I have such good memories of the Salt Lake City Winter Olympics. Park City has maintained all of those venues. Park City has actually maintained them extremely well.
Dianne took this picture of one of the Olympic bobsleds at the museum. We actually saw one of the bobsleds sliding down the track --- not sure what it was sliding on, but it was movin'.
I must say that the swimming pool was the highlight of the Winter Olympic Site. Swimming pool you say? Absolutely!
It was a hoot to watch climbers ascend the climbing wall that arches over the pool. The guy in the white shorts made it about half-way up before dropping into the water.
The climbing wall was fun, but the activity that gave me goosebumps was the ski jumps that dropped skiers into the pool. After executing their single, double, or triple jumps these Olympic hopefuls dropped safely into the pool on their skis.
Check out this short 8-second video:
PET PICTURES OF THE DAY...
Anyone know what this is?
It is a frisbee after too many catches and thrashes from Bandido.
He is soooo good about sitting, staying and waiting for the throw. He is great at anticipating where he can catch it in the air. He is not so good at treating it with respect.