There's an TV commercial that sings "I'm back, back in the new york groove..." and I've been singing it this week. I'm finally back from 2.5 months of travel.

The stats for 2006:

• 64,328 miles flown
• 34 individual flights
• 1 nasty letter to American Airlines
• 50 days btwn Feb & April on biz trip
• 9 missed weekends at home (8 of those in a row!!)

It sounds like a MasterCard commercial, but i cant seem to think of the priceless part.

Below are some pictures from my latest trip to the Mormon holy land. Enjoy!

This is a view of from our Hotel room in Salt Lake City.

After we set up the booth for our conference, my coworkers and I rented a car to visit Park City. The only car they had left was a Hummer. Oh well!

Here I am acting like I would actually drive this beast.

Here's the drive to Park City, UT. There wasnt much to photograph in Park City during the off-season, so I didnt.

After the conference was over, my coworker and I decided to check out Temple Square. This is the holy land of the Mormons. We went on a 45-minute tour with a deer-in-headlights tour guide who seemed to be brainwashed.

This is the Temple of the LDS Church. Only those who have committed themselves to the church are allowed in. I asked how they would know, and Sister Hugo said that they all have ID carda. I also asked how the Prophet is chosen - she said by God. And I said, "So, some guy stands up and says he's been called by God to be the Prophet, and you all believe him?" I dont think she liked that question, but I really wanted to know. Apparently, they have faith in everything.

I also asked if women could be a Prophet? nope. Seems that men and women have very specific roles in society. Okie Dokie.

And here He is. Jesus. This is a gigantic statue in the Mormon visitors center. We arrived and our tour guides got on the loud speaker (there were only 7 people in the room) and told us that God was going to say a few words. They set the mic down and God began speaking. I started giggling because I was imagining the guy in the audio booth recording the message. Did he do the first run as a big-booming-voice, and then take it down a notch for another go-round?

I had to pinch myself to keep from laughing. After God spoke, we were asked if we wanted a Book of Mormon or to have a Mormon visit us. Yes, please...I sent a Mormon to my dad. They visited him last night, but he wasnt there. Oh well.

And finally, here's a picture of me on the streets of Salt Lake. Seems that they want you to pick up a flag when you cross the street so that on-coming cars see you. It was a Kodak moment.