Leaving Utah and on to Kansas City

So after our late get up on the Sunday morning, we secured some more chilling time at George's before tidying up and heading out to the Salt Lake City Airport Inn in the late afternoon. After checking in George drove us into SL city centre, where we said our farewells (to him and the tank of a car we had become accustomed to driving) before heading to the main Mormon Church to see what was going on down there. We spent a good few hours there, being approached by many a "sister" trying to teach us more about their faith, while also wondering whether we would like to get into the religion any more...we didn't. However besides some of the absurd Moron stories and our inital laughing fits at some of our own Mormon jokes,we did all find it pretty interesting. After wandering around the city centre, seeing the Utah Jazz basketball stadium among other things, we headed back to our Airport Inn for what amounted to about one and a half hours of sleep before we had to get up for our flight to Kansas. Depsite tiredness however it was an easy flight, with one change at Denver, and once we were at Kansas City Airport we were greeted by Steve (who, Walmo and I decided, was extremely alike in almost every way to Grievzy's Dad Gary!) Once in the car we had a quick drive through Kansas City, Steve knowing more about it than our tired brains could take in (or probably our awake brains for that matter) On arriving at the house, we met the family, including Donna's (Steve's wife) parents. After chatting with them for a few hours, we made ourselves comfortable and hit bed early. Our first news on Monday was that various people had heard of our arrival, and were keen to meet "The English Guys". So after getting slowly out of bed on Tuesday (we had got into KC late on the Monday), we met a friend of the family called Millie. The day consisted of us being shown around Kansas City by her, before going to her house, meeting her sister and other friends, and Grieve and I becoming undisputed Beer Pong champions. Good day. Wednesday was another late start after a strenuous night the day before, but after getting some breakfast we decided to check out some of the Kansas City culture. So the three of us and Steve went to the Negro Baseball and American Jazz Museum. After being accompanied down the street by a (nice enough) guy from the museum encouraging us to come experience the jazz scene at 2am that night, we thought it best to head back, as we had a barbecue at a one of Steve's family friend's houses. Although it had begun pouring down with rain, it was a fun night, as we met two of the boys of the family around our age, and with the added contingent of their friends we had a brief look around the local plaza, before seeing a film. After sharing some of our Asia stories with the two brothers, we headed back to Steve's, looking forward to meeting more American "fans", as well as the college party that awaited us tomorrow.