Saturday, July 30, 2011
That night we went to the Mayan for dinner. When you walk in, the waiting area looks like where you stand in line for the Indiana Jones ride at Disneyland. They serve very Americanized Mexican food, which I love.
Every 20 minutes there is a little show. At one end of the restaurant, it is completely covered in rocks and cliff divers jump from it and fire dancers come out and twirl fire around. It was a fun place to eat.
After dinner, Jeff and Jack took all the little kids home and Dave and I took Alexis to a Real Salt Lake Professional Soccer game.
The team played horribly, but we still had a good time. We were sitting by all the crazy fan groups. They had a band and sang the whole game. One player's dad was sitting a few rows behind us and was so mad that Salt Lake was sucking it up, that he swore in his British accent throughout the game.
When we got back to the Sokol's house, the neighbors were all finishing off their July fireworks, so we got out some sparklers too.
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