We had a weekend trip planned to the Dopp Cub River cabin, and I was so looking forward to it that I tacked on a day at Bear Lake. We left early in the morning and stopped in Brigham City at the dollar store for beach toys. Tziporah put her bucket on her head and sang the whole way to the lake.
It was a cloudy day for the beach, but who cares? Not Tizzy!
First order of business: food. Lots of it.
The kids were swimming in the lake, until we saw ominous clouds moving toward us with alarming speed. During the deluge, we watched a movie in the car. So cozy!
Then it was back to the mud - I mean sand - to play and gather these little spiral shells that were piled up all along the shore.
Instant guacamole!
Bear Lake is called "The Caribbean of the West," due to the sapphire blue water. Every time the clouds cleared, the water positively glowed. I want to go back on a sunnier day and pretend I'm in Aruba! The truth is, though, that I'm happy being right here in my home state, exploring all the natural beauty that we somehow ignore 99% of the time. We have got to get out more!
After the Caribbean, we got a raspberry shake and jetted off to Paris. Idaho.
Suddenly, Ptolemy stopped, turned around and said, "Wait. THIS is PARIS!?!?" No, Tolly. There's another Paris you'll want to become familiar with someday. It's even more exciting than Paris, Idaho!
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