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Sunday, August 06, 2006

Taking the Sandy Line Train in Salt Lake City, Utah

My friend and business partner Rey David had the opportunity to spend a few days in Salt Lake City, Utah, at the expense of Tahitian Noni International (airfare, lodging and food all paid for!!). This was in June (2006). The weather was quite warm already, in fact, almost unbearable for us two Canadians from Vancouver, British Columbia. It was a business trip, but we did have some ample time to explore downtown Salt Lake City in between sessions.

One thing I liked was that the public transportation from our hotel at Grand America was free! We were cautioned that we had to make sure it was the "Sandy Line" train that we hopped on to enjoy the free trip. There was also another train called "University". Another thing we liked was that these trains were air conditioned. Imagine that - air conditioned public transportation! In Vancouver, there's no such thing, not even close.

The trip to downtown Salt Lake City is only a short ride, about 20 minutes. One thing that pleasantly surprised us was all the banner signs on the lamp posts downtown carried the banner of our company, along with the name of the training "Pearl Camp" business activity. On the way back, we were rushing to the train stop because we had to get back to the Grand America Hotel in 25 minutes to catch our corporate bus trip to TNI World Headquarters in Provo. In our haste, we didn't bother to see which train we boarded. It turned out to be "University". So lo and behold, as we were approaching the Grand America Hotel stop, the train instead veered to the left and kept on going for another 5 minutes.

We jumped off at the next stopped and made a dash to the Grand America Hotel some 4 blocks away. Great exercise. I felt so bad for Rey as he was definitely huffing and puffing away since he was more in senior years than me. Perhaps it was the Tahitian Noni juice that gave him that added kick to his stride!

Nevertheless, we got to our hotel room and freshened up a bit, trying to mask the sweaty feeling we earned from our milk run. We got to the bus line-up just in time. Whew!!