The Intercontinental Resort

This is a pic of Andrew and I at the Intercontinental Resort (a 4.5 star resort) in AZ. We went here for Memorial Day weekend. Before we left we wrote down the address of a church nearby that we could go to, but we left the sticky-note at home. So on Sunday Morning we called Dad and asked him to look up a nearby church. He told us where to go and so we put it in our GPS and we were on our way to church. We walked in and it seemed very strange; everyone was looking at us. And I really felt like I was being "checked-out". We sat down and were accosted by several people. Then I started looking around and noticed that everyone was older and didn't have wedding rings on. Suddenly it hit me that we were in an older singles adult ward! So Andrew and I left. We thought it was best to leave before someone asked one of us out on a date (ok, so we probably wouldn't have been asked out, but it sounded like a good excuse). Anyway, the moral of the story is don't ask Dad for directions to the nearest church.