I called my uncle to get directions to his home about an hour north in Logan,
and he told me to take I-15 to highway 98, and then to take that till we got
into Logan. After the previous day's debacle getting lost coming into town we
decided this would be a good time to fire up the GPS that Daisy brought along
to use in conjunction with her laptop. The first thing we noticed on the map
was that there was no highway 98. However, there was a highway 89 that went
straight up to Logan so we assumed that this was the right way to go. It
wasn't. It got us there eventually - after a couple hours of stoplights Logan
came into view on the GPS, and it became apparent then that we should have
taken I-15 to highway 91.
Once we got to Logan we told my uncle and aunt about our trip to Temple Square
the night before. Since we were obviously enthusiastic about all things Mormon
they took us around to see the temple and the church in Logan. This time we
were not required to listen to Jesus or fill out survey cards so things moved
along a little faster.
I should mention that they have a lovely house right next to a stream, on the
outskirts of town. Like the day before in Salt Lake City, the temperature was
in the mid 90s, but it was a dry heat. After the tour of the town they took us
up to see the university and then we went to supper.
That evening after the ladies had gone to bed my uncle and I had our usual
philosophical exchanges about religion and politics. As usual we eventually
agreed to disagree on a few salient points in the end. Small things really,
like Iraq, Vietnam, and eternal damnation. Overall it was an enjoyable exchange,
and I think we both appreciate the opportunity to talk about such incendiary
topics. For some strange reason, people outside my family seem to have
difficulty exchanging opposing ideas about religion and politics without
exchanging blows, but we eat it up.