Last Summer Joel and I went to Park City to meet some friends for dinner prior to their departure to Germany for three freaking years. We met them at a house they rented, which was situated waaay up the side of a mountain above Park City. On the way down to the restaurant, we saw this:
Can you believe that? I wish I had a better phone because what you can't see is that trampoline is basically on the side of a hill. A steep hill. A steep hill with so many stairs, that on the way back up (yes, we had to climb back UP. And these people call themselves my friends. They obviously wanted me to die.) Joel had to figure out some complicated pulley system to pull me to the top. It was really quite spectacular.