Yesterday we went to the Payson temple open house. It was beautiful. I've never really had a thought about Payson, one way or another. Now I think it is a lovely garden spot. A temple can do that to a place.
Emma had to go to school because she is still playing catch up from her last trip. Braeden and Mark went with us, along with Geri and Megan.
On the way there, I was telling them about a story someone at church told us. His parents are serving a mission in Africa and they went with a group of members by bus to the temple. It was a 43 hour trip. 43 hours. By bus. And they had to bribe border guards along the way.
When Braeden heard the story, he said, "I'm going to the temple tomorrow after school." Soon all three kids were. I think I'll go too. What is worth a 43 hour bus ride is certainly worth a few hours on a Tuesday afternoon.