by Pa Rock
Tourist
Late yesterday afternoon after a full day of grave-robbing in the Mormon Library, I hit the streets of Salt Lake City. I was heading in the general direction of the food court that I had discovered on Monday, but somehow got turned around and managed to see more of this fine city than I had originally intended. Finally I found the food court, dined at McDonalds, and then went into Macy's to find a pair of walking shorts. (The weather is much nicer than what I anticipated or packed for.)
I found what I was looking for in Macy's - and then had some fun with a flustered store clerk. She asked if I would be paying for the purchase with my Macy's card. Of course, I said - and then handed her Rocky Macy's credit card. She failed to appreciate the humor.
After returning to the hotel, I joined a group for a tour of the LDS Conference Center, a modest little affair that has a 21,000 seat auditorium as well as a pine forest on the roof. The building has lots of oil paintings - including one that had originally been owned by Napoleon's brother - and many of which depict scenes from The Book of Mormon - the actual book - not the play.
There are also oil paintings and busts of all of the past presidents of the LDS Church as well as paintings of all of the present church apostles. Significantly, all were are are old white men, with the exception of the two newest apostles - an old oriental man and an old Hispanic man. One of the women in our group asked when the church would begin giving leadership positions to women, and our guide, an old white man, replied, with an embarrassed smile, that the matter was above his pay grade.
Don't hold your breath, ladies!
The forest on the roof was especially beautiful. When the building was built in 2000, the intention had been for the rooftop park to be a place of relaxation that anyone in town could use at their leisure. Our guide, a volunteer who works by day at a local bank, said that he would go up there each day to eat his sack lunch. However, then 9-11 happened and the church decided to no longer let people roam around the park-in-the-air unaccompanied as a security measure.
And, as if to highlight that, we encountered another guide showing a single man around. The two guides, his and ours, visited briefly, and then our guide mentioned that the young man was on the roof looking for his lost drone!
Its a beautiful city. Tonight we are taking a walking garden tour.
More later.
Tourist
Late yesterday afternoon after a full day of grave-robbing in the Mormon Library, I hit the streets of Salt Lake City. I was heading in the general direction of the food court that I had discovered on Monday, but somehow got turned around and managed to see more of this fine city than I had originally intended. Finally I found the food court, dined at McDonalds, and then went into Macy's to find a pair of walking shorts. (The weather is much nicer than what I anticipated or packed for.)
I found what I was looking for in Macy's - and then had some fun with a flustered store clerk. She asked if I would be paying for the purchase with my Macy's card. Of course, I said - and then handed her Rocky Macy's credit card. She failed to appreciate the humor.
After returning to the hotel, I joined a group for a tour of the LDS Conference Center, a modest little affair that has a 21,000 seat auditorium as well as a pine forest on the roof. The building has lots of oil paintings - including one that had originally been owned by Napoleon's brother - and many of which depict scenes from The Book of Mormon - the actual book - not the play.
There are also oil paintings and busts of all of the past presidents of the LDS Church as well as paintings of all of the present church apostles. Significantly, all were are are old white men, with the exception of the two newest apostles - an old oriental man and an old Hispanic man. One of the women in our group asked when the church would begin giving leadership positions to women, and our guide, an old white man, replied, with an embarrassed smile, that the matter was above his pay grade.
Don't hold your breath, ladies!
The forest on the roof was especially beautiful. When the building was built in 2000, the intention had been for the rooftop park to be a place of relaxation that anyone in town could use at their leisure. Our guide, a volunteer who works by day at a local bank, said that he would go up there each day to eat his sack lunch. However, then 9-11 happened and the church decided to no longer let people roam around the park-in-the-air unaccompanied as a security measure.
And, as if to highlight that, we encountered another guide showing a single man around. The two guides, his and ours, visited briefly, and then our guide mentioned that the young man was on the roof looking for his lost drone!
Its a beautiful city. Tonight we are taking a walking garden tour.
More later.
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