St. George park is up in the hills of this small-sized Mormon town, and yes indeed it was full of Mormons. I guess they think it is in style to wear the same quiet blue-jeans(or blue jean skirt) with button up white shirts and short-cropped hair. the entire family of 10… weird. But anyway, the park itself had a pretty cool view of the town, which in itself seemed to have few redeeming qualities. The red rocks reminded me of the Garden of the Gods from my home town and overall it was a cool place to stop and have a drink and look at the slowly meandering semi-trucks in the background(illegally I might add… there is no glass(and of course no alcohol) allowed in park). But you know me: rebel to a T. If you are around the area, check it out. And if you want to get that first kiss, I couldn’t think of a better overlook… just watch out for the Mormon popo’s.
