Which makes me think of that song by Band of Horses.

I’m not even sure if we’re going to end up seeing the Great Salt Lake. It was raining and SNOWING when I landed, so I didn’t really see much at all. Yesterday I hear it was hot here and folks were wearing flip flops. Today it’s very cold.

Stephanie’s been here since Wednesday night with Loose Change, her dance company. Last night was their first performance, and they say it went amazingly well. She thinks it’s even better than the version we saw in San Francisco in the spring. I’ll be heading over to the theater in a little bit to finally see it—with Stephanie in it—myself.

Then tomorrow: vacation.

I don’t know how the idea came about. I think I was just wondering aloud whether we couldn’t turn her Utah dance trip into a reason to visit some National Parks. I had a great time at Zion National Park as I was driving across the country, and wished I’d had more time to visit Bryce, Arches, and others.

The idea evolved, so we decided to fly into Salt Lake City (separately) and out of Las Vegas (together), visiting as many National Parks along the way as we could, and then finishing it off with a Cirque du Soleil show in Vegas. The lady at the rental car desk today wondered if we were going all the way to Vegas to get married. Funny, the idea hadn’t occurred to us before.

Other than our flights, the rental car, and the hotel tonight and in Vegas, we’ve got no plans in between, which is just the way I like it. We’ll see what happens.