The Beginning.

As Tori and I walked back to the car from our In-N-Out feast, we looked at the clock and realized how late it was getting. We were leaving Vegas several hours later than we had planned. We would either be driving into the wee hours of the morning to get to Moab or we would be stopping somewhere along the way. After a short while, we heard the cell phone's anxious chime. The text message told us that our traveling companions were only a half hour behind us, so we stopped in St. George, Utah to wait for them.

We found a Starbucks and went in and sat for a little while, recounting our Vegas stories and repeatedly exclaiming how much fun we were going to have in Utah. Suddenly, Tori's gaze fixed upon something outside. "There they are," she said, pointing at the unmistakable looming figure of THE SUPERLINER, piloted by none other than the intrepid Troy, around whom countless wild legends and rumors swirl like mists on the mountain tops:



Does that remind anyone else of that scene with the ship in Spaceballs? If anyone knows where to get a bumper sticker that says, "We brake for nobody," please send one to Troy.

After a quick discussion in the parking lot, we decided to call it a night there in St. George. We checked into the St. George Mariott and ordered a pizza since it was too late to go anywhere and we were all pretty beat anyway. As Tori and I settled into our room, she noticed a couple making out in the pool just below our window. They were being wildly inappropriate, so we scurried down the hall to let the boys in on the fun. Right about then, the lovebirds decided to move from the pool to the hot tub. First the lady got out and then her man followed. Imagine the wholly immature glee and excitement that came over the room when the guy stood up, proudly sporting a huge boner. Don't judge us. You know you've laughed at someone's boner before too.

So that was pretty much the highlight of our night. We were all exhausted from the week before and needed to get some rest for the week ahead. We slept in the next morning, had some breakfast, and prepared for our excursion to Thunder Mountain, which deserves a post of its own, so get ready for that.