Salt Lake City
I hadn't intended to post today but we went into the town and enjoyed ourselves so thought we should record it. The town is very quiet with hardly any people visible. Except, that is, in Temple Square, the Mormon equivalent of Vatican City.
We met lots of people, mostly in twos, mostly women. Typically we would enter a building and be intercepted by two women wearing modest blouses or jackets and skirts with hemlines between their knees and ankles, and wearing name plates with their names, preceded by the word Sister. They wanted to know how we were, whether this was our first visit and, on hearing that we didn't have North American voices, where we were from. They smiled a lot and were excellent at pointing out the bathrooms when we asked and were kind enough to not wish us a great day as we departed.
We attended an organ recital in the tabernacle, home of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, had a wholesome Mormon lunch in Brigham Young's first house here (no alcohol, tea or coffee served but lots of water and sugary drinks), and got to the top of the administration building (26 floors in 22 seconds, according to our guide.)
Everyone seemed earnest and clean cut with the women dressed as described above and the men in suits, mostly with white shirts and their grandfathers' ties. We looked but failed to find any bicycles.
Of course, there were no coffee shops but there are about 6 Starbucks within 100 meters of their perimeter so we visited one and used their wifi and, shhh, had a flat white each.
Tomorrow we drive 361 miles to Caldwell, Idaho.
View of the temple and behind it the tabernacle (the one that looks like the cover on a roasting dish). We weren't allowed to enter the temple.
We met lots of people, mostly in twos, mostly women. Typically we would enter a building and be intercepted by two women wearing modest blouses or jackets and skirts with hemlines between their knees and ankles, and wearing name plates with their names, preceded by the word Sister. They wanted to know how we were, whether this was our first visit and, on hearing that we didn't have North American voices, where we were from. They smiled a lot and were excellent at pointing out the bathrooms when we asked and were kind enough to not wish us a great day as we departed.
We attended an organ recital in the tabernacle, home of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, had a wholesome Mormon lunch in Brigham Young's first house here (no alcohol, tea or coffee served but lots of water and sugary drinks), and got to the top of the administration building (26 floors in 22 seconds, according to our guide.)
Everyone seemed earnest and clean cut with the women dressed as described above and the men in suits, mostly with white shirts and their grandfathers' ties. We looked but failed to find any bicycles.
Of course, there were no coffee shops but there are about 6 Starbucks within 100 meters of their perimeter so we visited one and used their wifi and, shhh, had a flat white each.
Tomorrow we drive 361 miles to Caldwell, Idaho.
This picture is a fraud taken inside the Family Search library.
The organ recital in the Tabernacle was on this organ which we were told the largest organ in the world and Wikipedia tells us is "one of the largest organs in the world". It contains 11,623 pipes, 147 voices (tone colors) and 206 ranks (rows of pipes). [I haven't any idea what that means but it's meant to sound impressive.]
View of the temple and behind it the tabernacle (the one that looks like the cover on a roasting dish). We weren't allowed to enter the temple.
The conference centre with a garden on the roof. We took these last two photos from the 26th floor of the administration building.
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