I was going to spend the afternoon catching up my blog but the RS presidency were having VT interviews and wanted me to be a part.  So we'll see what I can do this evening.
  Back to Sunday (the 22nd).  After we visited the blacksmith shop we went to the 70's Hall.  Their is a field between the blacksmith and the 70's Hall for the livestock they use for the wagon rides, carriage rides and the oxen wagon ride.  Right now all we saw were two oxen.

 



  The Seventies Hall was like their MTC.  It served as a small chapel for worship services and a place of instruction and lectures for those preparing for missions.  There was a library on the upper floor which is still there along with a museum.  I declined going up the stairs!  All the stairs in all the buildings are steep with quite narrow steps.



Next, down Parley Street is the Trail of Hope

The path was soft and covered with bark shavings.  It was a little on the cool side and the wind made it feel rather chili.  The path was soft and covered with bark and I had a little hard time walking on it.  By the time we got to the end my hip was hurting but I couldn't help but think of the hurting in the hearts of the people who had to leave in that very cold February.  My discomforts, I thought, was nothing.

This was one of the journal entry signs.

 

The view of the temple from the trail.