On Saturday, June 26, I went to the Miller Motorsports Park in Toole County. I went for the Lucas Oil Offroad Series and it definately evoked my adrenaline. All through my college years my life goal (other than to graduate and move on with my life) was to become the next Danica Patrick. I do not believe that goal will ever come to be, but it was exciting to watch other people live my dream. I believe the most memorable part of the races was not the fancy driving, the flashy trucks and buggies, or even the hard core crashes, but the people who attend and work at the races.
One of the most memeorable sights was a little boy with a mullet-hawk. If you are unfamiliar with a mullet-hawk, and I really hope you are, it is exactly what you think it is. Punk in the front and party in the back. I don't know why any parent would subject their child to such a hideous fashion statement, but there it was in Tooele County, in all its glory.
Of course there were other memorable people, like a very leathery woman who, just by looking at her, convinced me to spend less time in the sun. At one point during one of the races some girls came to the stands to hand out free hats and it's a really good thing they had strong burly men protecting them, otherwise I'm pretty sure they would have been solicited for certain favors, if you know what I mean. I'm also pretty sure I've never seen so many wife beaters (the garment, not the person - but who knows?) in all my life, sported by both sexes.
When the races were over I was in desperate need of sustanance, so we drove to the beautiful city of Tooele in hopes of finding somewhere to eat. If you've ever been to Tooele, you know this was a difficult endeavor. I had never been to Tooele before and did not know the city does not have a lot of restaurant options. We finally decided on a place that served Chinese, Polynesian, and American food. Personally, I have yet to eat at a Chinese restaurant where I actually anjoyed eating the food, but I had hoped that it might be at least edible. Despite the sign out front, there was not a single item of Polynesian food on the menu and as bad as I think Chinese food is, I'm not brave enough to order American food off the menu since they can't even make food from their own country, I don't want them ruining the food from mine.
This Chinese restaurant did not even meet my already low expectations. The cream cheese wontons, which I usually like, were actaully chewy. My cashew chicken was not good at all and, even though I was with someone who loves Chinese food, he didn't even like his kung pow chicken. Even the egg roles were disgusting, how do you ruin an egg role? I really did not expect high quality, going to a Chinese restaurant in Tooele, but I did expect to at least be able to swallow my food. So, if you are ever hungry and happen to find yourself in Tooele, do not attempt to fill your belly at Sun Lok Yuen where the Chinese food is gross, the Polynesian food is non-existant, and I didn't even dare attempt their version of American.
On our way back to civilization we stopped off at Saltair to visit the Great Salt Lake. While beautiful from afar, the lake is not so lovely close up. I'm pretty sure the sand around the lake is where all seagulls from all over the world go to die because it was a bird bone yard. When visiting the Great Salt Lake, you expect a repulsive smell, but I think it's always worse than you expect. It was beautiful to see the sun set over the lake, but I would have to say the highlight of the visit was receiving a dozen bug bites all over my body in just the few minutes I was out there, including being bit through my shorts.
My visit to Tooele was definataly eventful. I would very much recommend going to the Miller Motorsports Park, the Great Salt Lake is beautiful from far away and if you are daring it is an experience to see it up close. I definately would not recommend eating at a Chinese restaurant in Tooele because even if you like food from the Orient you'll be left with a sour taste in your mouth.
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