But I really miss Utah.
Especially Utah in the summer and the fall.
For some reason, moving to Philly has made me super nostalgic.
I feel full of excitement and anticipation.
It's almost exactly how I felt every time I moved into a new apartment at the start of the school year at BYU.
Except that's not what's happening.
Things I Miss About Utah
- The mountains
- Our family and all our friends
- The yellow curry at Sawadee
- Our soccer team
- Bonfires up the canyon
- Pretty much all the fun stuff there is to do in the summer, actually. Including things I never did, like float the Provo River or the rope swing at Mona.
- Cafe Rio
- BYU (weird, especially because I'd rather chew off my own hand than drive around campus during graduation week)
- The BYU creamery. Sweet, sweet cheeseburgers
- Familiar running routes
- Zupas
- Knowing my way around
- Camping
- Lots of LDS people
- Dollar movies
- Stadium of Fire fireworks going off right across the street
- Football games. I haven't actually been to one since my senior year. But I love walking around Provo and hearing the roar of the crowd from anywhere in town
- The smell of wet pavement after it rains
- There's always something going on and tons of people to do things with. Farmer's market, street festivals, concerts, ward activities, rodeos, etc.
- Drive-in movies
- Cheaper rent
A lot of these are things I did as a college student.
I think moving away has solidified the fact that this chapter of my life is officially closed.
That makes me kind of sad.
It wasn't perfect all the time,
but I really enjoyed my years as a Provo college student. Living close by made it feel like it hadn't completely ended yet.
Also, a lot of these are food-related.
That chapter is definitely NOT over.
I'm excited for the future,
but sometimes it's hard to say goodbye to your past.
Especially one as kick-a as mine.
And who knows?
Maybe we'll be back one day.
In which case, I'll be reminded of
the inversion, snowstorms in May,
and
terrible drivers.
:)
I'm excited for the future,
but sometimes it's hard to say goodbye to your past.
Especially one as kick-a as mine.
And who knows?
Maybe we'll be back one day.
In which case, I'll be reminded of
the inversion, snowstorms in May,
and
terrible drivers.
:)
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