All I can say is: WOW. Where were these apartments when I was at the B (YU)?? What I lived in was a small 3 bedroom apartment, 2 girls to each room, and ONE bathroom between all 6 girls. Good times... I've driven past that place in recent years, and all I can think is "What a stinking hole..." But we didn't know any better, and we had a lot of fun living in that stinking hole. There was the Christmas that Joan and I made Christmas cookies to decorate our tree with, only to come home and find that, as they hung on the tree, Bronwyn and Julie had taken a bite out of EVERY ONE OF THEM. But the snow still looked lovely coming down outside beyond the window where the tree stood, and we had such fun together. Those were the girls who taught me what a testimony was, and what it means to have one. They were my first LDS friends EVER. I wish I could hug every one of them right now.
Anyway, Wolverine Crossing was the complex we looked at, and its amazing. Shops and food places, and a comedy club, a lap pool AND a fun pool - everything you could want, plus your own room. Andrew couldn't fill those papers out fast enough. It'll be good to have him in a place that is so social, because as shy as he is, he'd never seek it out himself. I think he'll do well here.
The rest of the trip is a blur. We went to eat one night in downtown Provo at a place called Ottavio's - really good Italian food and the BEST bread. (but I don't eat bread....no...never...) We hit the Farmer's Market at Pioneer Park on Saturday morning, only that day I wasn't feeling very well. Maybe the altitude? We visited my friends Justin and Nicole, and saw all of the clever and darling things they're doing to their house. Nichole has a garden I was lusting after, as well as a room-turned-art studio. So jealous...
On our last day, Andrew came up to Salt Lake and we ate breakfast at a place called Oasis Cafe - a crunchy, organic vegan kind of place where, fortunately, they also had egg dishes. It was raining that morning, and the air smelled like wet streets, clouds hovered around the tops of the mountains, and everything was so green and pretty. That's my favorite thing about Utah - the rainstorms. Oh - and The Creamery on Ninth in Provo.