Guess Where I Am!

I'm in friggin' Utah.

Salt Lake City. How weird is that? Utah has always been this strange, middle America, desolate place, and it doesn't disappoint. Erin came and saved me after a long trip on the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) train, and I got to spend another 24 hours with her in California, so not everything was bad. We went to the Cold Stone Creamery (which I initially thought was the Cold Stone Cemetery), and I had this Cake Mix ice cream with Reeses and Snickers mixed in. I say it was amazing, and I will look for more in New York.

Erin took my to a Japanese place so I could taste the California-Japanese food, which most say is better than England-Japanese food. And it was. But it wasn't as good as Japan-Japanese food. I still remember the night with Yayoi as a provider of the best Sushi ever. I had Tonkatsu and Erin had Tempura, and the portions were big and the price was quite high, but I enjoyed the Tuna and California rolls I had with it all.

I spent my flight here watching the final season of Arrested Development, and if I have enough battery, I'll watch the rest of it before I get to New York.

I have to pack and get to my gate now. I'll call Henny and I'm thinking of writing a mid-air blog post. But for now, stay where you are, I'm not far.