Holi Colors!!!

Do you like Indian Culture?  Do you like chanting mantras to electric guitar?  Do you like traffic?  Would you like to to throw colored powders at friends and strangers?  Then you ought to come to the Holi Festival in Utah.  If this doesn’t sound like your kind of celebration, what’s wrong with you?

Once  a year in Spanish Fork, UT there is a celebration called Holi Festival or the Festival of Colors.  It’s put on by the local Krishna Lotus Temple and the festival just seems to get bigger and bigger.  Most of the worshippers are students, some are regular worshipping patrons, and others just go to see why this is the Temple’s biggest celebration.  I’m not entirely sure what the festival is all about, but what I have heard is that it is an Indian way to usher in the change in season and symbolically changing our hearts.  I’ve also heard it stems from the legend of some demon.*  Despite being ignorant about the origin of this festival, what I do know is it’s a blast!  Whether, the way we do it here is anything like India or not doesn’t matter.

This was my second time going and I have never gone away uncolored.  The best way to do so is head right into the middle of the crowd that forms and when the word is given everyone throws colors into the sky.  If you’re smart you pack some glasses or you just live with the fact that you are going to get chalked in the eyes at some point.  Martina seemed to be popular because every person we passed threw chalk on her and her chair.  Then the chanting starts (Harre Krishna, Harre krishna…), the electric guitar kicks in, and people crowd surf (one guy tried crowd surfing, but no one helped him out, and it looked like it hurt).  Going to the outside and upstairs area of the Temple gives you a great view of all the madness taking place.  It’s truly a unique adventure.  Experiencing cultural events that are local can be a great way to have an awesome adventure.  Adventure on!!

* For info on festival history and more check out their website by clicking here.


Lets go Salt Lake!!!

Soccer. The beautiful game. Played the world over and we are lucky enough to have an MLS team in our own backyard!! Besides being a short 30 minute drive from the stadium, we were able to find a deal so that our tickets were a mere $12 each. (A quick word about adventures: look for deals. This saves you money and lets you do so much more!). With such a sweet deal on tickets I grabbed a bunch of friends so we could be crazy soccer hooligans. Cheering, laughing, and booing, is always more fun to do in a group.

Just some mild mannered hooligans

Just some mild mannered hooligans

With my friends and I crammed into a couple of cars, we took the short journey to the stadium. The journey could be described as an adventure all its own, but all that matters is that we made it there in one piece – after all, a little bit of crazy driving just adds to the memories right?

Going to a sporting event is a unique experience that everyone should have. The deafening roar of cheers that occurs when the home team scores, the sight of fans with flags waving their colors around, and the smells of warm food on a frigid night all working together to cause momentary intoxication -whether you’re drinking alcohol or not.

The game was an exciting one; the Real Salt Lake definitely came out to win and they had quite a few close goals, but the keeper for the Rapids did a great job blocking. It was only a matter of time though until the crowd was on their feet cheering for RSL’s first goal. Being intoxicated with the atmosphere my friends and I went crazy, gaining more than a few weird looks in the process. However, as RSL scored again and again (the final was 3-0) those people who had given us the weird looks began to get into it as well. Like I said, the atmosphere is intoxicating. It was a fantastic match, and a great way to end the regular season for RSL.

After so much excitement we headed for food, in the form of pizza. We back to Provo and went to a nice Boston style pizzeria called Nicolitalia Pizzeria. It really hit the spot. It was cheesy, meaty, thin crusted goodness. Fresh pizza always makes me happy and pizza is often times the perfect food for hungry adventurers. It was an awesome way to spend a Saturday night. Adventure on!!!