Eventually, we had cake

So that experiment of summer time flavors is not happening. Yesterday, I didn’t go to a wedding.

Yes, you read that correctly. I didn’t go to a wedding. Let me tell you what happened.

My friend Jen Soto invited me to her wedding. The ceremony was held at the Officer’s Club at Camp Williams in Bluffdale. I don’t know anyone who’s been there before, but it was disastrous. And I had plenty of warning.

Erin and I went to the photo lab so she could develop film and I could do some writing. We left a little bit late. Then we took the wrong exit because there was some miscommunication about which direction Bluffdale was. I didn’t bother with MapQuest because Jen’s invite included directions. So we got on the freeway at about 1:45 p.m. The ceremony was scheduled to start at two.

We slowly made our way to Lehi Main Exit because there was traffic on a Saturday freakin‘ afternoon. Well, I decided we should take exit 282, which is not the Lehi Main exit. We ended up driving around Highland and Alpine for a long time.

These towns are insane! Everything looks the same. There are no distinguishing features on any of the buildings. We’re in the middle of freaking suburbia and some guy is riding a horse in a hay field. It felt like the twilight zone to my small town turned city girl self.

I called one of our actors from the film I did during the semester because I knew he lived in Highland. At that point we had gotten directions from a very nice man at a gas station, so we were getting back on track.

We made it back to the freeway, found the right exit and discovered we needed to turn right not left. Oh and Redwood Road and Camp Williams Road are the same freakin‘ road, which is also called SR 98. Yes, the world hates me.

We got to Jen’s reception at about 4 p.m. Remember, it started at two? Luckily, Jen is an amazing friend and a calm bride so everything went well. She looked amazing. Her family is super friendly and I ate some awesome cake. Oh and they had those baby cheesecakes so I was happy to finally be there.

Not surprisingly, exiting the twilight zone was no problem. Erin and I made it safely home without getting lost once.

Advertisements

About kristamaesmith

I'm a writer based in Salt Lake City, Utah where I cheer for the Jazz, walk my dog, and spend too much money in local restaurants. I work in marketing for higher education and blog about food, travel, film, and whatever shiny moment catches my fancy.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s