Temple #47: Orlando, FL

It is almost official that the ShepAlders are a pair of temple-going crazies (the 50th one makes it official, so stay tuned) because we have now been to temple #47. This past week, Josh and I went to a family reunion/business meeting get-together with my family at Walt Disney World (pictures forthcoming, I promise). We took a red-eye flight (I semi-literally walked into the house from work and then out to the car with my suitcase) to get to Florida on Friday morning so that we could enjoy the temple before my family started arriving.

Like a lot of temples, the Orlando temple just kind of appears out of nowhere while you're driving on the highway. I think you go up a little hill or maybe turn the corner and there it is:

It was very sunny and muggy, so in all the pictures of us we look a bit wilted:

This temple is much bigger than I had anticipated. The dressing room reminded me of the temples in Utah where the matron has to tell you specifically which locker to use because otherwise there would be massive chaos. But it wasn't busy. In fact, there were four couples exactly in our session, which is apparently the perfect number.

I really liked the chapel, which was kind of small but had a cloud mural on the ceiling. That was a surprise because this temple was dedicated in 1992 and temples of that era tend to be more utilitarian than overtly decorative. It wasn't until the early- to mid-2000s that environmental murals became commonplace. This wasn't an environmental mural, but my point is that it was beautiful and unexpected.

from the back

There were several other surprises about this temple. Firstly, the Celestial room has purple couches that are modern and as soon as I saw them I thought, "Oh, this is a first!" I loved them. I love that whoever was in charge of choosing furniture made that choice. Seriously, I would have hugged these couches if I could have fit my arms around them.

The second surprise was that the temple is a haven for geckos. All of Orlando is, really, but they kept scuttling around and freaking me out. I hate when I can see something from the corner of my eye moving and I'm not quite sure what it is.

This particular one was living in a light fixture:

The final surprise was that, while Josh was off taking more pictures and I was sitting in the air-conditioned car minding my own business, someone hit our car! Everything turned out fine, but it was a super awkward situation, especially since I suspect this person may not have left a note had I not been sitting in the car when she hit it and had I not then gotten out of the car and stared at her. So now the Orlando temple will always be known as the one at which someone hit our rental car.

And also the one with all the geckos: