And we're done. Not as hard as we thought it would be, at least in retrospect...
The hard part was getting home. Cameron's parent's jeep died as we were on our way out of Provo. It took about 20 minutes, and they finally got it going again, and hopped on the road home. Right before we reached Bountiful, it died again. Luckily they were able to coast into a gas station (and more luckily it was next to a McDonald's and I had a coupon for a free smoothie.)
While we were waiting, there was another car with three women in it that got stuck. They had a tire with a hole in it, but couldn't figure out how to get their spare down, so Cam spent almost an hour helping and finally got it down.
Meanwhile, Cam's parent's got the car started and headed to a mechanic that our bishop told them about in Bountiful, but it turns out he retired, but they got referred to a place called triangle tire- who figured out the problem, and had us on our way in another hour.
So it only took us an extra 3 hours to get home- but hey last trip driving back from provo right?
Here's where we were the moment we realized we were unemployed college graduates.