I moved to Provo almost seven years ago to go to college. It’s a small college town outside of Salt Lake, and it’s widely known as “Happy Valley.” Crime is ridiculously low, many of the people are young college singles, or freshly married couples, and in general it’s just a happy little bubble.
And yet, even in Happy Valley, there is the rough side of town. And somehow our nice little condo ended up smack dab in the middle of that area. We’re surrounded on all sides by run down apartment buildings and an old gas station that attracts questionable-looking customers. The walls around our condo frequently get decorated with graffiti, and we’ve even had a homeless woman knock on our door asking for food.
So it wasn’t a huge surprise to walk outside to take outfit photos and hear a man yelling at the top of his lungs on the other side of the wall separating his and my house, but when the strings of expletives started, and were suddenly sounding pretty aggressive, and were interspersed with some serious threats, I nearly grabbed my tripod and high-tailed it inside (three inch heels and all) to the safety of my own couch and locked front door. And I thought peepers were my biggest concern.
Welcome to *bleepity* Happy Valley. I think it’s time to move.
[by the way, the dude drove away a few minutes later and all was back to normal. it appears that no one was hurt. all is back to normal in happy valley, just in case you were worried :)]