Well, it's about time we got around to posting about our Memorial Day weekend trip to the vacation hot spot of St. Anthony, Idaho.

We made this trip for Dani's sister Alexis. I do believe she graduated high school last night, so if all three of you that read this blog clap really loud, maybe she'll feel the reverberations of your congratulations (Dani might like that one).

We took off early morning on Friday, and the drive down was largely without obstacle. First stop: Walmart.
We needed film for our instant camera. Did you know this stuff costs more than a dollar per exposure? Seriously. 13 bucks for 10 shots. Oh well, what's done is done. Now for the rules, this camera is only for use on candid shots. No posing, no prior knowledge of the picture. We'll get to those later.

Next comes some 9:00 a.m. truck-stop Taco Bell quesadillas. These were delicious, though my tummy hated me for it all weekend. If I may say so, however, the Staeb's got most of the wrath.

On the road once more, we saw a very gruesome car wreck that backed up traffic for several miles. How intense was it, you ask? There was a helicopter parked in the middle of the freeway. You be the judge.

Next stop: Idaho Falls because I needed a haircut before I saw Dani's fam. I mean, I needed one. I was sporting a pretty radical mullet. Before the haircut though, we bought books because Dani and I are compulsive bibliophiles. She picked up a copy of If On a Winter's Night a Traveler by Italo Calvino, I snatched a copy of Demonology (stories) by Rick Moody. Judging from the small bit we've read, they both come highly recommended.

So after some navigational adventures in the mall, including a brief but influential encounter with a very rude hair stylist (Dani was quite proud that she didn't tip), we were off. The home stretch.

What follows is a recount of our four day vacation in photos. Largely from our Polaroid camera.



Ahh yes, Luke in athletic gear. This is me preparing to get my game on and straight up school some chumps in b-ball. Or, you know, play HORSE with the Staeb girls. Dani didn't like the name of the game, though, and changed it to PENGUIN. She still lost.



But she did so with such great form!



Laid back goodness. Longboarding. Street surfing. Feeling the concrete waves. By concrete waves I mean, of course, the parking lot of the local LDS ward. In our defense, it is sort of hilly.

Side note: Dani's dad decided to give this a shot, too. It goes without saying that the man is a pro.





Dani doing her best Mary Poppins impersonation. Lexi is somewhere behind her, but she's quite agile and difficult to capture in frame.



We didn't have any bread, but Dani was determined to feed the ducks at the park. What we did have: Pan-fried noodles. They did try one or two, but it's safe to say that pan-fried noodles are not in line with the fowl's diet. Occasionally, a couple would wander by to listen to Dani's rhythmic cries of Here Duckie! Here Duckie!



Just because I think we're adorable. Actually, Lexi took this one. So she thinks we're adorable.

We rocked the Scrabble board a bit.



I spelled Ion, Iota, and Twas in a furious late-game combination, but it was futile. Dani's friend Ryan won this game. And with words like Farted, Weenie, and Moron, why shouldn't he?

We ended the trip on a high note, literally, with Dani and My's rendition of Anyone Else But You by The Moldy Peaches. A family performance that will surely go viral. Listen at your own risk, our talent crushes eardrums. Or at least something does.