And....our rump-roasts are talking back!!!! So are our hips and every other joint. I cannot describe how cramped we are. Nobody but the driver, John can extend his legs. Two coolers, stacked between the front two seats, held in place by a book-laden backpack, supported by a Colman lantern plastic hard-case,that has become my arm rest in this journey, epitomize our storage situation.
the kids have not gotten wild or punchy. I'm proud of them.....
(BTW, an ocean sized lake just appeared on my east side/right: Yellowstone Lake.)
Unfortunately, Taylor Swift whines about yet another guy who left her,slipping through her hands....bye-bye baby....Argh!!! Thankfully we have have a limit to the number of TS songs per day!!
We also had to endure Taylor Hicks, an American Idol....worst winner ever! "Do I make you proud!!" ...off key,of course. Do any Taylors know how to sing?
Okay! Honesty check!! Some vistas in Yellowstone, aren't: beautiful, that is....but the people in the car still are!
Fortunately we're staying in a cabin at least for tonight. It's pricier than in NYC, seriously, but at least we'll be safe from bears and moose, plus we won't have to set up camp tonight. We need to be up early for our Saddle and Paddle expedition tomorrow!
John and the boys do the S&P on Wed, so tomorrow they'll find us a campsite that's $15/night, with a vault toilet, whatever that is.
Until later....
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