Utah is an interesting place. I decided to drive right through it, mostly, as I found the Mormon billboards somewhat disconcerting. “Discount Missionary Clothing” (for my mental image, please see missionary family below) and “Guess what, Elder?” (not sure what this means). I saw many, many bumper stickers referring to the U.N. as a one-world takeover to precede Armageddon, and I decided I armageddon myself right out of Utah (couldn’t resist the pun, sorry). Ben didn’t like the Utah trip, either. After 11 hours trying to get across, his comment was, “No more truck, mama. Go home now.” Poor guy!