A few hours south of home and twenty degrees hotter than delightful, St. George is one of my favorite summer getaways. My family has been visiting for years to hang out in the shade and see the most incredible regional theater. This year, my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins came along for the extra-long weekend. I slept in every morning and changed right into my swimsuit and shades after late cereal breakfasts. Our condo was airy and our little private pool was perfectly chilled--we swam with cousins for two days straight, eating fruit out of cardboard boxes poolside. At nights we cooled off with snow cones and watched Broadway-caliber performances against the red rock at Tuachan. Sunday was spent at church and on the temple grounds with family.
I love St. George every year, but this trip felt just like summer and made coming home even harder.