Sunday, April 20, 2008

Utah

I wake up in a car on a mountaintop with two women I don't know. The view is amazing, and I know we are supposed to meet a man somewhere later near the bottom and that he wants us to drive this way so our arrival is particularly majestic. The women are bored and want to drive into town, so I get out of the car to wait; I want to follow the man's instructions to the letter and I convey this by telling them, "I've never been to Utah before."