It was raining, freezing cold, 8 AM, and the perfect day for a spontaneous adventure.
Driving through the nearly deserted Salt Lake City, with rain sliding off my wind shield in sheets, I had the whole city to myself.
Salt Lake embodies the exact reason why I’m in love with cities. I love the integration of cultures. I love the glitzy cameo and the undercurrent of realism.
I didn’t have a destination in mind. Instead, I decided to drive up. Literally, up.
The sun was rising and I wanted to get higher.
And of course, I found what felt like one of the steepest roads in Utah. Don’t you love that? With the mood I was in, I might have been riding a roller coaster!
Unfortunately, I don’t have a lot of photos from this excursion, but I believe my Instagram/Facebook followers will recognize this shot:
I also stopped by the farmer’s market. By now, the rain was much heavier.
Despite the weather, a small, unrushed crowd wandered the booths.
Side note about this trip: This trip was VERY spontaneous. The cops redirected traffic onto the exit and I decided to take advantage of the diversion.
Have you ever had a “spur of the moment” trip? Tell me about it in the comments below!