ok, so where did i leave off? i was hurried last time i updated, but i have been home for one night so far. but im not at home now, im here. where, you ask? in moab, staying with my cousins. back to europe... from london, (the land of the greasy, nasty food) i blasted back to paris on the eurostar, a marvel in transportation, a train that zooms to paris in just 3 hours under the channel. i met an energetic nick and a coughing steve at the train station who took me and morgan through the metro to our hostel, the three ducks: a bar with some crowded dirty rooms upstairs. the next morning we rose early to take the train to the surf town of biarritz. after 6 hours in the smoking car, i started to question my sanity. biarritiz came into view looking very lovely. we walked to a nice hostel (anything can look nice after the three ducks) that was waay cheaper than the one in paris. with a 20 mnute walk to the beach, we were loving life. for 3 days we lived like beach bums, sitting and surfing, and swimming. i even got my back fried, so that it started peeling. the town reminded us of any costal town in california, wich made us homesick. it felt good to leave there, but seperating from rory and james sucked too. they went southwest to pamplona, to run with the bulls. i wasnt looking forward to the next two days in paris, though; i had been to paris for a week before and just wanted to go back to peanut butter, milk and big cars in america. but i did enjoy the last days of my vacation with my sister by visiting the eiffel tower, and just having a blast. i came home late on monday night after 3 flights and slept like a bump on a log, despite the heat. the next day i went to the docktor, and went to orientation for the university and that night we went to mountian man rendezvous, and i stayed even after my mom left. that left me with the nissens, who live in moab, to take me with them. i have been here ever since saturday night, and am coming home on monday with jim. i had a few chances to come home earilier, but i figuered that i wouldnt be doing much in salt lake eithier. the heat isnt as bad as i thought, even though it is above 100 every day. but now it is getting more humid and really sweaty.
thats the "rest of the story"
goodnight.

im now in london, but ill start where i left off. From murren we went and stayed in Phynand then went to munich then to paris, long drive, then stayed for 5 days in paris then came here.

so, writing from mürren again, today i went to the top of the shilthorn via 2 trams. it reminded me of the good old snowbird tram, and i miss home. but it is beautiful here and the enormisoty of the mountains here is astonishing. they are just soo HUGE! i love the place where im staying, the Eiger Guest House; it is cheap, and has no star (*) rating, but it is homey and quite comfortable. i have a room with four bunks and i am with my two brothers. i must say that the food in europe is waaaaay better than anzthing you could get in the states. its just so... good! but there are some drawbacks. the milk here is sterlized, so you can keep it on the shelf, and not refrigate it-- it is terrible! it tastes like...really smelly socks, all blended up into a liquid... eew. They do have some strange thinking, though. For instance, in the southern france, most bathrooms dont have toilets... at least the ones we know and love. even if they do have toilets, they most likley didnt have seats on them; what they did have was what my family calls a "squatter"-- a hole in the ground made out of porcelain, even with little spots to put your feet! so while you are at home, remember to love your toilet and your cold milk and ice cubes
love
wort

were here in europe, home of the stinky people, and stinky cheese! im having a great time here and wish you could be with me. yesterday i visited a medievil castle and last night we stayed in a strange, very gay-seeming hotel, with very colorful walls, and (creative) paintings... Barcelona was 37 degrees!! (thats hot, in centigrade) not to mention the humidity. im enjoying everything, and and it is totally awsome.
love you all, dont take cold milk for granted...
weston e

writing to you from the top of europe in the swiss alps... a little town called Mürren, the only was to get here is by tram or by train- no roads, no cars. All day ive been driving, we went through a the great st. bernard tunnel that was like 4 miles long! we went over some crazy pass and got passed by ferarris and bmws and porches, and really cool cars and tons of motorcycles. thanks
love zou all---
wort

as i am frantically searching for all my things that sustain me for a month, i agreed on the fact that i need to update. Tomorrow i am going to a place where daily showering is not practiced and neither is the traditional womans favorite pastime, the shaving of unwanted bodily hair. eew... anyway, i am super excited to spend a month in the "old country" and see the beauty therof. Hopefully i'll have time to update this site and tell you all about it, and hopefully make all of you jealous. For my close friends, expect a postcard, or an e-mail. i love everybody, and have an excellent summer without me.

a quick update for the coolest website ever. I graduated from seminary today, to the complete relief to myself, my parents and my seminary teacher. I am proud of my accomplishments as a seminary graduate and an eagle scout. Ben spoke today and his testimony really touched me when he testified of his belief and reassurance of the plan of salvation. He said he was happy that the plan of salvation was there to show him what lies before and that he was happy that he could see his father again in heaven. It then hit me that i also have this same testimony, but i had been hiding it from myself for a long time. I had gained it when my grandfather died, then when Richard died, it even strengthened my testimony that we will see people in heaven after they have passed away. I was telling myself that i didnt have any sort of testimony, and that the only way to get anything was to read the Book of Mormon. I know that i will get a stronger testimony from reading the Book of Mormon, but that there is allready a foundation there, however small. I just needed to find it.