Ha jokes are funny.
Ok, so I consider myself a pretty legit BYU student now. I've been here for a couple of years and I'm used to the whole mormon student environment, but this is the first summer I stayed in Utah. Which means I got to experience Independence Day in good ole' Provo.
I started off the holiday with the Provo Fourth of July parade which is supposed to be a big deal or something. People were starting to claim their spots by the road at noon the day before. Let me repeat, THE DAY BEFORE. People love an excuse to camp out on the streets. You can joke all you want, but Mormons have to be pretty crazy to voluntarily sleep on cement--while sober.
So yeah, we didn't camp out, but we left around 7:30am.
|Look how happy we are.|
|If band kids wonder why we make fun of them, this is just one reason.|
|Just another way to make high school a horrible experience.|
No! I will not allow this post to become a rant. Moving on to this awesome motorcycle gang.
|I'm just curious with where they bought those pants. Actually, the wife probably sewed them.|
The most popular people in the parade were the Provo missionaries. But seriously--they got the loudest cheers by far.
|No sarcastic comment here. Mucho respect for missionaries.|
Oh, and I rediscovered some really attractive pictures I took on photobooth while I was bored. Enjoy.