I've spent the last few days in and around Provo, Utah. It has been a pretty interesting experience and I've learned a lot about spending the night in the city. Other than learning the ropes of where to park for the night I've been climbing hard in the gym, watching the NHL and NBA Playoffs, Hiking, both up Rock Canyon with Jon Brun and up Provo Canyon with Jordan Jacobsen, and spending sometime at my cousin Preston's place. The most interesting night in the past week was the one in which I received a visit, at four in the morning, from The Provo City Police Department. I awoke to the painful sound of someone banging on glass, the van glowing from the headlights of a vehicle, and someone trying to shine a flashlight through my curtained windows. It turns out that the police officers had no problem with me parking behind the church and were just satisfying their curiosity. After a little bit of explanation, conversation, and allowing one of the officers to look in the back of the van, they were on their way. They were nice enough cops. One extremely suspicious and the other a little more friendly and easy going. I was able to ask a few questions of my own about parking and sleeping in my vehicle that made the late night visit not a complete waste. After spending the past week in the city I'm feeling a renewed desire to make my way back to Joe's and think that I will find myself there in the near future.
