~ Admission is only ten bucks a car, which is awesome. The park closes at 5:00, which is a bit awkward when you get there around 3:00.
~ There's actually a lot to do there. For such a small island, anyway. A lot more than I'd ever thought - mostly because my family never managed to check it out and somehow in my head that translated to my parents had been there and decided it was lame. Or something. Whatever. Anyway, there are lots of small hikes, some with more incline than others, and a lot of interesting things to see that we did not have time to see. Which was sad. Also, the buffalo burger place was closed by the time we got there. Which was very sad.
~ For being called Antelope Island they really push the part where they have a buffalo herd. And the only animal we saw less of than antelope was rabbits. And we actually saw as many rabbits as antelope . . . only because I saw him (the bunny) in time to slow down and not roadkill him. But I got the impression he's used to almost getting roadkilled because he didn't even move as we drove by. Anyway. Animals. Other than antelope. Behold.
~ It's really very pretty. Much more so than I'd imagined.
~ Someone has had getting into the water of the Great Salt Lake on their bucket list ever since we moved here and finally got to check it off.
~ Some people can listen to the park's radio station and its ten minute recording on repeat for half an hour and still do this:
(and that third picture is of someone gagging and spitting out that saltwater they just had to try)
~ There is a freaking hilarious footprints in the sand joke here and it's just not coming to me.
~ There used to be two causeways to the island, one on the north end, one on the south. The one on the south end took you right to the airport. They both washed away in a flood in 1983. It took ten years for them to rebuild the north causeway and reopen the park. The south causeway has not been rebuilt. Google maps? Shows the south causeway as a currently existing road. The road that washed away FIFTEEN years before Google was even founded. Explain that one.
~ It's a really good thing we checked at the visitor's center to make sure we were reading the conflicting maps right before we tried driving the length of the island to leave from the south end right before closing time. One of the most confusing moments of all time was when we looked at the map they gave us at the entrance with only one way in and out when we'd just been looking at google maps a couple of hours earlier and figuring out how to get from the island to the airport and loving how convenient and straight-shot-y it appeared to be.
~ Also, I was there. Luke insisted on proof.
Still all dressed for school rather than outdoors-ing. Like I said, a somewhat impromptu trip.
~ So there's this place in SLC called The Pie. And apparently it's been voted, like, the fourth best pizza in the entire country. Or seventh. Or something all prestigious-like. It's kind of not. Like, it was highly edible. I would not turn it down if a slice was offered to me. But as for ordering it and having it flash frozen and shipped anywhere in the lower 48, as one can apparently do? No thank you, I'll just go to Pizza Hut. Or get a Digiorno. Because they're both just as good.
~ Also, for being such an apparently famous and awesome place their parking situation SUCKS. And by that I mean "does not appear to exist. " Well, they do have a minuscule parking lot for their take-out location which is on the other side of the block from their dine-in location (because that makes sense). But let's get real here. If you're a big enough deal that you ship your pizzas nation-wide, you're a big enough deal to expect that people will find you when internet searching for unique places to eat when they come to town. And those people will need a place to park to come eat your "world famous" food. And those people will have no idea that there is a kickball game or whatever going on that day and will park in your only parking lot to go eat. And will not be pleased to come back and discover that you've booted their car.
~ The good news is that when they saw our pizza boxes with the leftovers (I'll give them this much, those pizzas are filling) they took off the boot with no charge. The bad news is none of us were particularly impressed with them before that happened. I wouldn't have recommended the place to begin with, but after the whole parking/booting thing . . . well, I recommend staying away. Really not worth it, unless you live right by campus or something and can walk there. Even then I might still get Pizza Hut delivered.
~ Cramming four or five days worth of stuff into two days is exhausting. But we're both starting to feel recovered.
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Did I already post this one? Oh well, it's still funny.