The Scooter Experience in G-Ville

I have finally made it back to the 'Silver State.' And although I have still yet to locate necessary cooking utensils I do have a place to live. Moving in was a big cluster (par for the course for this segment of my life). We didn't get to move our stuff in until much later than expected and the whole condo was left disgusting. Hence the two cleaning ladies who came by early the next morning. But I was able to let out some pent up aggression as I tore apart the huge computer desk (matches well with the huge TV that was left as well) that was left in one of our bedrooms. I borrowed a hammer from my neighbor for said project, but declined his offer of a sledge hammer. Seemed like it might get too messy. Oh yea and the place came with a cat. Clearly. But after a week and a half of being here I have started the unpacking process including retrieving the sweet scooter from my friend's garage. Although my commute here is about the same distance as in the Tetons it is all a new experience. Both are a bit sketchy though. In the Tetons I had to watch out for the families in their rented RV trying to find their way to Jenny Lake. And in their state of confusion they forgot that all normal driving rules still apply in National Parks. Here I just have to navigate traffic, stop at red lights, merge in and out of traffic, and slow down for school zones. I realize this all sounds like normal driving situations until you are on a tiny 49 cc scooter that tops out at 43 mph (downhill). Then add to the mix my fellow drivers who are driving trucks so loud and large that they seem like they should be in some sort of monster truck competition, and the morning commute gets pretty exciting. Fortunately there is only a short section of my commute where the speed limit is unattainable (45 mph) for 'the phoenix'. No matter where I am the scooter makes the commute to and from work a much more enjoyable experience. I suggest you all come and take it for a ride :)