Party capital part 2

Guess what else. In Utah, you're not allowed to buy two drinks for yourself at once. You can only have one in your hand at any one time. Wow.

Went to this bar the other night with a guy from work - it was a real bar with loads of people and live music and came complete with a few white American hip hop kids; backwards baseball caps, baggy trousers, white chunky trainers. It was so good to be properly out, I can only go so long without an injection of nightlife. Of course we drove there, it was in the middle of nowhere. The locals either have 'dds' (designated drivers) or they take their chances; seems they take their chances more often than not judging by the amount of cars in the parking lot.

Last night I ended up at this enormous house just at the mouth of the canyons, belonging to some guy's grandparents who are in South Utah for the winter. This picture doesn't even begin to do it justice. It was so 70s flashy but pretty cool at the same time; they have a games room in the basement with pool table and pinball machine. Grandpa owns a car dealership. In fact it really was a bit like the Gilhespie's pad; very footballer's wives. There was even a statue of a Greek God in the bathroom complete with fig leaf. We drank Grand Marnier - much nicer than slugs of Jagermeister at the back of the employee van.

And look at the view over the valley in the morning. We're in the middle of a 3 day storm; couldn't get up the canyon at all today so I had an excuse for not being the brightest of sparks this morning.

I've been invited to shoot guns. I feel this is a cultural experience I just can't turn down. Let's hope it materialises!