The Potato State (because if I put "Idaho" I'm sure I'd get some giggly comments)

Ran-dom! I'm not usually the type of person who does things on the spur of the moment, but this summer has been way more sporadic and random for me. One Sunday I was thinking about the fact that I had promised Kristi (my old roommate) that I would come up and visit her in Idaho sometime during the summer. I got to thinking about it and how I actually had things coming up in the next couple months (meetings and other trips, etc.). When I thought about it, the best time to go would be right then. I had to be back in Provo that Friday to go to the last day of school at Geneva, but if I left Monday and came back Thursday, that would be a sufficient length. That's what went through my head before I called up Kristi.

I called her up and told her that it wasn't for sure, that I had honestly thought about it 10 minutes before calling her, but how would she feel if I came up Monday through Thursday? She said that would be perfect because Monday was Memorial Day so they didn't have school and Tuesday they didn't have school because it was a testing day (whatever that means) and then Wednesday and Thursday she's done with class by 12:30pm. Rock-it! I decided that this really was the perfect time to go so I double checked to make sure she wanted me and it was okay if I left in the morning and she said, "Why don't you leave tonight?" Why didn't I leave that night? I thought about it and decided that I had to stick around for a little while because my friend was coming over after he got off of work to visit for a while, but then as soon as he left, I decided I would scoot.

Like I said, ran-dom. I left for Idaho within 8 hours of thinking about the trip. Definitely NOT like me, but it worked.

On the drive up I saw the most awesome lightning storm. It was different though. I didn't see lightening bolts so much as I just saw the whole sky turn purple from time to time. Occasionally I would actually see a white and purple bolt, but mostly I just saw purple clouds. I turned off my music and rolled the window down a little to see if I heard any thunder. Nope, not a noise. At first I thought that the storm was farther away than I thought because I didn't hear the thunder. But I soon found out that my initial thought was correct, that I was driving straight into it. I quickly called my dad to make sure that I wasn't going to die if I got hit by lightening in my car. He assured me that I would be fine "some people die, but you'll be alright." Okay, thanks Dad. As soon as I drove into the storm, I couldn't enjoy the sky any more because I had to watch the road. It was dark by now and the rain was coming down pretty thick, so it was more difficult to see the road. I was so mad when I had to slow down, but I knew it was safest, so I slowed down and made it out, eventually.

Instead of taking 3 and a little extra hours to get to Rexburg from Provo, it took me four hours. Kristi and I talked for a little bit once I got there, but it was already 11pm and so I went to bed not too long after arriving.

It was the beginning of trip II.