I rode the train up to Salt Lake. Just after it left the station, it made the sound that it makes when a train breaks down . . . maybe it's not so much a sound as the absence of sound. Anyway, the train starts up again and immediately breaks down again.
Start and stop again.
About three or four times this happens. I'm starting to calculate the amount of mud outside and the ability of me to walk back to the station in my heels. I decided that ability was about zero.
So I went through the HR process again, and then made it over to the Church History Library, where we did some more of that first day stuff.
Anyway, I'm still a little unsure about what the next 9 months are going to bring, but I can see some definite good points.