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The beehive, representing industry, is the official emblem of Utah. So, it is only fitting that my three days on business in Salt Lake City can be summed up by the following
B(ee)’s... Bringham Young: The famed fundamentalist mormon leader of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (man, that’s a mouthful) established Salt Lake City in 1847 and no trip would be complete without the obligatory trip to LDS world headquarters, Temple Square. You can’t actually enter the Temple if you are not a confirmed mormon, but there are lots of brainwashed young people wearing oversized name badges waiting nearby to convert you. Brine Shrimp: Did you know that the Great Salt Lake has up to five times more salt than the ocean so the only sea life able to exist are brine shrimp a.k.a. the Sea Monkey kits you purchased from the back of comic books as a kid. Also, many of the beaches are made up of sand formed by brine shrimp fecal matter. Don't forget your flip flops! Boring: They roll up the streets at 9:00 pm, but the thing is… I don’t think they ever roll them out in the first place. Also, the city streets are extremely wide. Six lanes to be exact, so that your horse and cart can execute a full U-turn… because there are so many on the roads these days. Bizarre: Bars and restaurants serving alcohol require you to have a membership to what they call ‘private clubs.’ This is apparently supposed to dissuade drinking, but a membership can be issued on the spot for a minimal cover charge. Ya, it’s a private club all right… called polygamy! Beer: Local microbreweries do exist however. My favourite was Wasatch Brewery’s Polygamy Porter which boasts “Why have just one? Bring some home to the wives.” I think that says it all folks.