New Mexico!

I crossed a few borders this weekend, as in New Mexico! We took a trip down to visit Autumn in her Las Vegas home. The drive was 10 hours of Autumn and Ryan's love cd on repeat and no one had heads by the time we finally got there.

In the morning we made blueberry pancakes (which are better than pancakes) in the common kitchen where there's a fridge full of tortillas and roaches climbing on the walls. Neighbors would stop by to see what the girls were cooking again, because everyone knew Marci and Autumn, and that they liked to cook. I just barely met one of our neighbors in the dorm to the right of us and it's been a semester and a half. We took a tour around campus and half the town (campus), and ate at McDonald's which made Chaidee fart profusely. A guy drove by and made his car whistle at us, which was entertaining. Since it's such a small place (maybe a little like Spanish Fork?), we had to drive an hour to the theater in Santa Fe to see The Vow, and we made it luckily. But Santa Fe! I'll never go there with soccer. Autumn likes to drive in the middle of the freeway.

Despite constantly farting and extreme vulgarity, our little group is actually very churchy and we said a lot of prayers and read scriptures before bed and such. I usually pretended I was sleeping, but I didn't mind it. We went to a baptism Saturday night, Autumn and Marci sang, then we ate some delicious cinnamon rolls. We ran around town for a bit, went to Walmart (the happenin place) ate some enchiladas, farted, went to bed. Another soccer girl came with us, and I think she appreciated it all. Everyone I was with wants to be missionaries, so we went to church at nine. The 15 people who were at the baptism were there, plus the 15 more that make up the branch. Utah County??? Autumn and Marci sang again ("our angels" says the bishop), the real missionaries taught gospel doctrine, and after we ate roast, lasagna, green beans, soup, curried chicken and all the usual post church goodies.

We made german pancakes and put down two pans in a couple minutes. People kept dropping in to say hello. They're all so friendly! Then we played cards at a volleyballer's house for a couple hours. She yelled at Ryan when he called one of her dogs dumby. I didn't call either parent to wish them a happy anniversary, but we all sang happy birthday to Tracee, so that counts.

Monday morning we ate egg salad for breakfast, which still isn't sitting well. Autumn and Marci left for class, and we left for home. We stole a couple of cds to break the monotony, but slept most of the time anyway. Moab is really pretty! Hurray for adventures!