Wednesday, July 14, 2010

What I did on my summer vacation, part 2

We enjoyed our time in the past so much that the next day we tried it again. But this time we tried sticking a little closer to familiar territory.

First we went to This Is The Place Monument in Salt Lake City...

...and then flung ourselves back to the 19th century. This is the Fairbanks Home, built in the mid-1800s.

This fine middle-class edifice is the Samuel Jewkes home, built in the 1860s. Here we learned a great deal about spinning and weaving.

The Huntsman Hotel, in addition to offering the finest lodging in town, has a restaurant within.

Captain Midnight ponders the lunchtime offerings.

After lunch we wandered over to the Deseret News printing office (not shown here) where a refugee from the Renaissance era (based on his frequent use of the non-19th-century interjection "Huzzah!") was busying himself printing the day's news.

Across the street was the Heber C. Kimball residence. As you might observe from the size of the house, Brother Kimball was a wealthy potter and farmer, a devout Latter-day Saint and a husband to several wives (back in the day when Mormons did the polygamy thing).

The pony corral.

Most of the houses weren't nearly as fine as Brother Kimball's. The majority were one-room shacks built by their inhabitants, in which as many as 12 people took refuge during the winter months. This little home was right next to the village pottery.

In the old days, settlers didn't plant their corn in rows as they do now. They planted in mounds, as the Native Americans had taught them. It was common in many places for three crops -- corn, beans and squash -- to be planted together, along with a few fish to nourish the growing plants. The beans were trained up the cornstalks, and the squash leaves provided shade around the base of the plants to keep down weeds and prevent the soil from drying out too quickly. Pretty clever, no?

It was a fun excursion, and Captain Midnight successfully returned us to the present day when we grew weary of using 19th-century privies.

After returning to the present, we had an only-in-Utah moment. Spied in Wal-Mart.

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