Sinclair Dinosaur in Sinclair, Wyoming

A Road Trip. Day 4. Wyoming to Utah.

There’s nothing between Cheyenne, Wyoming and Salt Lake City, Utah. At least, nothing that I was super excited to see.

That’s the problem with road trips sometimes. Sometimes there will be twenty things in a short short distance. And, other times, nothing for hours.

That’s not to say that we didn’t see anything on the six and a half hour drive.

We stopped in Buford, Wyoming, population one (though I heard that guy moved, so maybe, actually, zero). It’s the smallest town in America.


Buford, Wyoming, the smallest town in America

And we stopped at the Gunslinger 66 and Tumbleweed Gas Station Town, an old-west style gas station in Laramie, Wyoming that was, unfortunately, closed down.

Gunslinger 66: Tumbleweed Gas Station Town in Laramie, Wyoming

And we stopped at a Sinclair Dinosaur in Sinclair, Wyoming. And I took all the photos of the Dino.

Sinclair Dinosaur in Sinclair, Wyoming

Sinclair Dinosaur in Sinclair, Wyoming

And we stopped at Little America for 75 cent ice cream cones because approximately twenty-bazillion signs along I-80 told us to stop at Little America for 75 cent ice cream cones and when that many signs tell you to do something, you do it.

75 cent ice cream cone at Little America in Wyoming.

But that, besides the scenery, was really all we saw between Cheyenne and Salt Lake City.

Driving through Wyoming.

Once in Salt Lake City, though, there was plenty to see. Or, at least, plenty I wanted to see. I mean, I guess most people who come to Salt Lake City want to see Temple Square or the Capitol Building. But I kind of just really wanted to see Spock. (The Spock Muffler Man at Rainbow Neon Sign Co. that is. You can read about it here.)

Spock Muffler Man at Rainbow Neon Sign Co. in Salt Lake City, Utah

Spock Muffler Man at Rainbow Neon Sign Co. in Salt Lake City, Utah

To be fair, I was in charge of finding all the weird shit and Tim was supposed to figure out what normal people see. So if we didn’t see any of the normal stuff anywhere, blame his lack of planning.

Anyways.

After gawking at the world’s largest Spock, we went to Gilgal Sculpture Garden, which, unlike most sculpture gardens that feature giant weird examples of pop art, instead featured giant weird examples of Mormon imagery. If you ever wanted to see a Sphinx with Joseph Smith’s head inside, this is your place.

Gilgal Sculpture Garden in Salt Lake CIty, Utah.

Gilgal Sculpture Garden in Salt Lake CIty, Utah.

Gilgal Sculpture Garden in Salt Lake CIty, Utah.

Gilgal Sculpture Garden in Salt Lake CIty, Utah.

And then I made Tim walk all around Salt Lake City, which I swear looked much smaller on the map, in search of all the murals so I could pretend to be an Instagram Influencer even though if I was really an Instagram Influencer I would have brought a change of clothes for every mural.

Anyways. Salt Lake City had a lot of cool murals.

Ave Maria Mural in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Book Wall Mural in Salt Lake City, Utah.

SLC Pepper Mural in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Salt Lake City Mural in Utah.

And by then we were so exhausted because SALT LAKE CITY IS WAY BIGGER THAN IT LOOKS ON A MAP so we took a Lyft to a restaurant where I got a salad because literally all I’d eaten on the trip was fries.

A salad.

And then we went to our AirBNB which was so cute and adorable and hipster and fun and I totally could have lived there. If the bathroom wasn’t in the kitchen…


Salt Lake City AIrBN.

Salt Lake City AIrBN.

Salt Lake City AIrBN has a bathroom in the kitchen.

Did I mention that the bathroom was in the kitchen? The bathroom was in the kitchen.

Anyways, that was day four of our ten day road trip.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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  • Ali
    October 4, 2019at2:06 am

    Did you know the bathroom was in the kitchen when you booked it?

    Also, that Sphinx is creepy.

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