Growing up, I have visited a few places that I love going to time and time again, but there is that one place that I absolutely enjoy visiting. My grandfather's house in Grantsville, Utah. There are so many things that make this place amazing. After I am done describing these to you, I hope you will want to visit as much as I do. Pulling into Grantsville there is City Hall with a giant, bronze statue of an early settler that stands so tall that he can see over the whole city. The old Victorian houses and crumbling concrete businesses that have served the town for many years are on each side of the road. The sound of automotive tools revving and ratcheting fills ears as you drive pass them. Going a little further down the four lane road, you have the gargantuan mountain range that casts a shadow covering the town during the red-orange sunset every evening. As get closer, you pass an elementary school with the sounds of laughter and enjoyment of young children playing and running around. The school bell rings right into your head taking you back to the days of being that kid running around playing tag laughing so hard you can't breathe. .
To get to grandpa's house, you turn down an old beaten up road where the traffic lines are blended in with the road, and the pot holes seem to swallow your car into them no matter how hard you try to miss them. On the corner of this road, you can stop and enjoy some mouth-watering ice cream that is the thickest, coldest treat that hypnotizes you into wanting more and more. The taste of mint chocolate chip ice cream that you have placed on with a freshly cooked, crispy brown waffle cone gives you chills down your spine standing the hair on your neck straighter than a flag pole. .
As we continue to the house, you are greeted with a calm breeze that drifts the smell of summer and blossoming flowers that fills the car with calm and serene feelings. The houses are even older on this street constructed with all different colors of bricks and giant shutters that consume the windows.