R had heroically offered to cook a "smiley breakfast" for the four of us and, soon after, Elizabeth retired to bed, exhausted after her long night shift, and David left for work.
That left us to address the inevitable and unenviable task of packing! Can't keep putting it off. We did as much as we could before going off to join David for lunch. On the way, we stopped at the Post Office, where the clerk was amused at M's inability to cope with US coinage!
We called in to David's office, only to discover that he wasn't there. While chatting with his colleagues, we received a text suggesting that we meet at "Eva's Bakery", so we made our way to that splendid establishment, only to find that he wasn't there yet either. He arrived eventually and we had a quick lunch with him.
On our way back to the car park, M was amused to see a gentleman wearing a black T-shirt with only two words writ large on the front - "F**k Tr*mp!" (Only without the asterisks). That seems to be a popular sentiment here. It is amazing that nearly half the electorate voted for him and yet everyone, without exception, seems to be horrified at the outcome.
We have been invited to dinner at David's friend Steve's tonight, so we went home to start preparing a ratatouille dish to take with us as our contribution to the evening, which turned out to be great fun.
Steve lives in an area of SLC overlooking the city and his house is very welcoming. We took Riley with us and, in a moment of inattention, she scoffed all the salami off the platter of cheese, biscuits and salami that Steve had prepared. David explained to her that she had been very naughty and she certainly looked guilty - but not particularly unhappy. Anyway, the ratatouille and the wine were both excellent, as were the cheese, biscuits and replacement salami, none of which Riley got to eat.
Just a delightful evening. Steve's an air traffic controller at Salt Lake City International Airport and will be on duty tomorrow morning shepherding our aircraft from the gate to the runway and he promised to look out for us.
And so we returned to David's house by the light of the full "Super Moon", although we are not sure how much difference a couple of hundred miles closer makes to a quarter of a million miles. Perhaps TV commentators have special eyesight?
And so to bed on our last night in SLC - it has been a really wonderful four weeks.
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