Friday night I arrived in Saint George to visit my sister Kristen. We went to the local Walmart to see if we could spot a polygamist or two. We counted six of them, and tailed a group of three for a while. We noted their homespun cloth dresses, their sensible shoes, the unflattering hair buns and the large amount of junk food they bought.
Next we hit up Cafe Rio, the true hot spot in Saint George, where at last I was able to see a few teenage and twenty-something people. Previous visits to the city had led me to believe the Pied Piper had led them all away.
Neilson’s Custard, across the parking lot from Cafe Rio, provided dessert. Some sort of frozen custard or ice cream or yogart. Strange berry mix of blackberries and raspberries.
Then we went to the Cinema 10 to watch the film, The Interpreter. A thought-provoking, suspenseful, and overall well-produced movie. Warning, the opening scene is rather graphic and disturbing.
Saturday morning found us at the neighborhood pool. At 11:00 we took off for the Beorkman’s (sp?) for a trip over to Zion’s National Park. Kristen, Bro. Beorkman and I hiked the famed Angel’s Landing hike in 2 hours fifteen minutes roundtrip. Impressive, no?
That night Kristen and I headed down to Las Vegas. We parked at the MGM and walked over to the Excalibur for their $15.00 buffet (very good.) We watched a free robot comedian and then strolled down the strip, stopping at the M&M Factory, heading towards the light and water show at the Bellagio. Serendipity had us there only a minute or so before it started. We enjoyed the show, and then returned back to St. George for the evening.