Day Eight: Oh, goodbye good old Yellowstone!

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

We had a joyous snowball fight in the middle of the summer! Well, I’ll save the best for last! The beginning of our day was started by going to a bird museum at the RV Park. I was looking at birds, like the magpies, common crow, and raven when Jasmine made my look around the museum even better. She ran over, telling me that there are river otters. I loved river otters because they were so cute, and I ran off to look at them with her. They were adorable! They had small black eyes, and a small mouth with a mouth turned up at the corners, as if it were smiling. And I smiled right back at it. We took a look around that section of the museum, and then I spotted our national bird. The bald eagle! On a post, it read that the eagle was tracked from a radio connection for three years, and then they dropped her. But then, during the same year, they found her dead with no apparent reason and with the radio connection still intact. It was creepy and mysterious, but the eagle was cool. We walked alongside the river, freezing our hands in the water and whining that our hands were cold all the way back to the RV.

We were bison watching again. This time, we also saw a cowbird! They and the bison were great friends. The cowbird flew around him and suddenly landed on him. The bison liked it and stood still, just eating grass with his little friend perched on his back. It was a cute friendship!

Our day today wasn’t filled with action or anything else until the end of the day. So I guess I’ll have to tell you about the snowball fight. To begin it, I might tell you I had it with Jasmine (if you know her, you would have guessed she started it already). We were trying to take pictures that showed there was snow in the end of June, when Jasmine was like, “Ding ding ding! Light bulb! We can have a snowball fight!” Of course, she didn’t say that, she just sneakily picked up some snow, and then, KABOOM, pieces of snow fly past my ear. I stared over at her, then grabbed some snow, chased her around the RV and got her on her rear end, so it looks like she wet herself. I laughed; glad I got so lucky to hit her on my first throw. But she was quick and got some snow to get me back. We threw snow back and forth, until I saw my dad… he was videotaping us. This time, instead of throwing snow at Jasmine, I saw he was helpless when videotaping so, again, KABOOM! His shirt was wet! All he did was say hey when I ran away laughing. Jasmine got my back, and I got hers, so we were even. Instead of being cold all over, instead of our hands which were frozen from collecting snow, we were laughing and yelling that we wanted revenge and we were hot and sweaty. It was one of the best snowball fights I ever had, especially with the great background! And it was a sad but happy fight to our last day ( :( ) in Yellowstone!

Jasmine and I were inside the RV resting, when my mom burst in. There was a playground, we found out. So Jasmine and I slipped on our shoes and ran outside to find my dad at the playground. I noticed the odd shaped house on a hill. It was truly odd shaped!

I hopped on an empty swing. And when I noticed my dad in front taking pictures, well, I had the best idea in the world! I swung higher, and higher and then flung my flip flops off at him! Sadly, they both missed, but my dad got the idea and threw them back at me. After a while of flinging flip flops, our mom came out and told us not to do that. That was when it started getting boring. I sat down with my mom and dad on a wooden bench. They were talking to a person. I actually don’t who he was, but I knew he had one of the most adorable daughters! Her name was Zoë, she had short blond hair and she had just turned three! We slid down the slide, swung her on the swing, and talked about Mr. Lincoln. And George. She was saying it in a cute baby way, so I didn’t realize she meant the presidents on Mount Rushmore until later. We played and played until we had to go. Goodbye Yellowstone! Goodbye Zoë! Bye!

Day Seven: The dark side of Yellowstone...

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Today we saw lots of stuff. That includes a bear. A bear! Another bear! I can’t believe it, except this time we saw a grizzly bear. It was way cooler this time because the bear was eating. Well, the black bear we saw yesterday was munching on grass. But this grizzly bear was eating a fresh kill for lunch!! We stared through the binoculars at her. We could not see what she was eating but we later learned that it was a baby elk. Poor elk! A park ranger started telling us about her. She was once seen beside the road nursing two cubs of her own. Later, she was seen nursing four cubs! It turns out that two of the cubs were hers and the other two were her mother’s (basically she was nursing her sisters or brothers) who was too old to nurse. I did see a little blood peeking out from the grass. And, suddenly, she looked up from her nap! And the park ranger said that was because she smelled another bear, which was trying to get food and smelled her elk. She had to protect it; it was her meal for dinner too. It was so exciting seeing a bear eating fresh kill!

We saw an elk. This time, there is a reason I am writing about more elk. This specific elk was a male elk, with horns and all that good stuff. He was just eating grass along the hill, lazily, pretending not to notice all the cameras directed at him. He had proud, tall, velvety antlers sticking out from his head. He looked magnificent! Like all elk should. He would eat nonstop, and then look up, away from us being very leader like even though there was no one to lead. It was nice stopping to say hi to him, but we had to get along with our trip.

We were walking to the next trail when I saw a chipmunk. I had the camera and did what fate told me to do, which was take a picture. Then, I showed my mom and said, “Look at the beautiful picture of you!” She tried to look mad, but she couldn’t help it.

Oh no! More smelly rotten eggs! By the way, the steam from the geysers smells like rotten eggs because

of the sulfur. We were going to see mud pools. They are hot sizzling pools of mud. I liked them, because my mom thought they were bleh. But right when we opened the door, simultaneously we all gasped ew and squeezed our noses tight. It really was more disgusting than rotten eggs. Way, way, way more! So I had to hold my nose all the way there. The first one was bubbly, bubbly, and smelly. That basically explains all of them. One of the coolest, though, was the Mud Volcano which usually spouted mud just like a volcano. Sadly, it busted too much and blew away the whole cone, leaving a bubbly mud pool. It was mice knowing how cool nature used to be.

The next one was called Dragon Mouth Spring. It smelled also. It was mud, spouting and bubbling, flicking and churning, not much different than the others. So I decided to make a joke out of the title. “This dragon has bad breath. He should try a couple hundred mints,” I said, holding my nose. And it sure did make my mom laugh. It didn’t turn out too bad, my mom said we saw all the colorful bacteria mats, and now we should see the dark side (all the springs were black). I guess I now knew that nature can be pretty and smelly at the same time. I was not sick of nature yet, or springs, so I wanted to see more. We drove to the RV Park, looking joyfully upon the pictures of the bear and the elk.

Day Six: It's a wildlife rush!

Monday, June 27, 2011

Today we saw lots of elk, and, you wouldn’t believe this but we saw a bear! We were just driving to the geyser walk when we saw tons and tons of cars parked along the road. Jasmine and I curiously looked out the window to the meadow, and we saw a bear! Two actually, but we were too excited knowing that we saw a bear! My dad stopped the RV while Jasmine and I rushed out the door, hoping that the bears would stay. And when we rushed over, they were still there! I snatched the binoculars out of my dad’s hands and looked through the binoculars. It was so cute! It was furry and brown, and it looked soft. He was walking around eating grass. I skimmed through the trees, and guess what I saw? I saw a smaller and cuter bear! He was walking around in the thick grass. Once I saw him getting his nose tickled by the grass, so he shook his head. They were the cutest black bears I have ever seen! I feel great to have seen a bear in Yellowstone finally!

Elk were all over the place! Lazing in the shade of a tree near a log cabin were elk. Mostly there were mother elk with no horns. They were just lying there or just eating grass. They seemed to ignore us humans, but that didn’t bother me. It was nice seeing the elk up close!

While we were driving, we all noticed that the cars were slowing. As usual, we all looked out the window, waiting. What we saw was a bison. He was walking in the middle of the road, right exactly on the yellow line. He was just walking, like, no one can bother me, I am just taking a calm stroll, so don’t pay any attention to me. But everyone was paying attention to him. Of course! He was a bison walking straight in the middle of the road! We all waved hi to him as we drove past, bit he just stared down at the yellow line in front of him. We also saw a really pretty bird!

Our walk in the geysers was not the most fun thing. First of all, the geysers and hot springs were dried up. So basically all there was is sand and dirt and holes. It was not really fun at all. But with my mom to talk to, it was at least partially enjoyable. There was one that still had water running down it, and it looked kind of like an anteater to me. We all had different opinions though. My mom said she thought it looked like a bulldog. I wonder what other people would think (comment please!).

Luckily, one thing has been getting better. The weather! It’s getting warmer and sunnier, so it will be in nice weather that we visit Devil’s Tower tomorrow!

Day Five: Falls, and even more geysers!

Sunday, June 26, 2011

My family and I took a walk in the geyser area again to begin our day. We saw Norris Geyser, but we didn’t see it erupt. It was just steaming, but my dad made the best of it and took an interesting picture.

Afterwards we went to this really cool bubbling mud spring- which had black mud. My mom thought it was gross, but it was awesome and cool. At the end, we saw a geyser called Steamboat Geyser. I wanted very much to see it erupt, but I read that it could erupt from 4 days to 50 years apart. It was very unpredictable, most likely. I didn’t think we would get lucky, so I crossed my fingers. If we saw it, it would go 300 feet high, so I really wanted to see it. I was sure it would be my new favorite. Sadly, it was very rare to see it, so I didn’t get to see it. I already got lucky seeing Old Faithful on time, so I didn’t let it bother me!

We were walking on the boardwalk and there was a thermal area below. I was walking in the edge, like a balance beam. I wasn’t doing anything to bother anyone at all. And of course I wouldn’t fall off. So I was just walking along, minding my own business, when my dad decides to push me off. He had done this before, so I was ready for it. I told my mom about it the last time he did it, but she didn’t believe me! So this time I made sure to call my mom, and as my dad was pushing me and I was pushing him back so I didn’t fall, my mom took some pictures and acted as an eye witness. I was just glad she finally believed, so that way my dad would (hopefully) be too ashamed to do it again. Victory for me!

Today’s best event is when we saw the falls. Falls, filled with gushing water, unable to stop. Falls, pouring down the canyon side. Falls, splashing water on everyone. Falls, making rainbows. It basically sums up what they were like, but I’ll tell you the whole story. We were driving by the canyon when I saw the falls. I pointed them out to my mom, and she said they were the upper falls we were going to see. That was good, because it was quite hard to see from the car. Jasmine and I were skipping along the road happily, until we saw how steep the canyon was. It was almost straight down. From then on down, I walked slowly with my mom so I wouldn’t slip. We were walking down a zigzagging path down the side of the canyon. The colors of the canyon were so pretty, there was pink, brown, orange, red, and even green! We finally got to a lookout where we could see the falls. My mom said they were the lower falls. They were huge! They pounded down on the rock, causing water to spray up. And when the water sprayed up, it created a shimmering pretty rainbow! I watched for several minutes, amazed. It gave me energy on the way walking up (which was very steep). I noticed some not melted snow, which was shaped like a person's face. It was pretty interesting.

The walk to the upper falls was short, but the falls weren’t as pretty. We spent the rest of the day sightseeing around the beautiful canyon which was called the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone. I bet it was the grandest canyon so far with the roaring river below and the steep but colorful slopes. It was really cool!

Day Four: Geysers, hot springs, mud pools, what else can there be?

Saturday, June 25, 2011

A walk with the bison was how we started our day. We walked along a trail in a huge meadow filled with bison and knocked over trees, possibly from a fire. None of us knew how much adventure we would have during this long, no-fun walk. So we were walking, and walking, until we came upon two people. My dad, who I guess was lost, asked them if we were going the right way to the parking lot. I didn’t really worry, I was sure that those people could help us. But the fact was, they had no idea. They said they walked down there, but then lost track of the trail. My dad seemed to read my mind when he asked if they had a map. I started getting more worried when we figured out that no one had a map. Luckily, they said they had seen people to the east, which might help us find the bike trail, leading to the parking lot. Now when I looked east, I wasn’t worried about getting lost, I was worried about the bison right smack in the middle of the place we were heading to. I had read that we had to stay at least 100 yards away from bison, and I didn’t see how we could go around it and staying 100 yards away. But my dad said we were fine and if we didn’t start eating its grass, it wouldn’t get mad. Finally, five minutes later we got home. It was such an adventure!

Bobby socks! Bobby socks! Bobby socks are when the bottom of trees is white like socks. We have seen a lot of them and Jasmine and I (sometimes even my mom) yell out “Bobby socks! Bobby socks!” It is funny!

We took a fun walk through geysers and pools. We walked through one, which was gross. There was bison poop all over the place, so it was like a bathroom. There was also a small pool, almost so the bison could take a bath. There was also a geyser with steam coming out, and my dad started calling it the sauna. Finally, the thing that really made me laugh was the pool that was actually named spa pool. I told my dad, “Wow! The bison even have a spa! Lucky bison!” And then I started laughing really hard.

After walking through all the geysers and pools, we came to Castle Geyser. It looked very much like a castle and any other time when I was not so tired and cold I would have loved to wait and watch. But we decided to wait for it while my dad got the car. I didn’t expect much, it would probably just spout water. So when it actually started, that was very exciting. It went high! Really high! Maybe about 75 feet! And so while Jasmine and I were jumping and the rest of my family were taking pictures and videotaping without end, the geyser went on. It went on for a while, which may not be a big deal, depending on how long a while is. Well then, is half an hour long enough for you to say wow? If not, then let me tell you that after half an hour we left, and it was still going! It was so fun and exhilarating to watch. I ran over to the place where the steam was getting blown. It was really warm when the steam got to me, but then when it passed it was freezing cold. I got a little shower too when the wind blew some water on me. It was such a joyous occasion!

Third Day: Very faithful, Old Faithful!

Friday, June 24, 2011

Today in the morning my mom announced that we were going to take a morning walk around Jenny Lake. I was sleepy, so I didn’t really think too much about it, so I was surprised when I saw how pretty Jenny Lake was. I had pancakes for breakfast again, but I didn’t mind because they tasted great. We could finally get out in the fresh air for our walk. It started out boring; we were just walking on a dirt path to the lake overlook. So I was really amazed when we got to the edge of the cliff. I ended up standing on the edge of the cliff which was really steep. There was a beach below and then Jenny Lake. We had come at the perfect time! The sun was just above the mountains, illuminating the snow on the peaks. The water shined brightly and sparkled. It was also clear blue!

My family and I walked along the path beside the cliff’s edge. My dad found a clearing on which we could run down to the water’s edge. As always, Jasmine thought it was too steep and didn’t want to go down. So then I had to go down first. I was a bit nervous, but then again my mom was even more scared. So I just ran down. It was actually really fun! Well, not to Jasmine or my mom. Jasmine got stuck halfway and was scared to come down. My mom was scared all the way down, but she followed my example and ran down. Luckily there was a fallen tree at the bottom (which she nearly crashed into) so she could use it to stop herself. My dad was the funniest of all. He walked halfway down and then almost slipped. He was the one bragging about it, saying, “Oh, you have to run down like this,” as if I didn’t run down. So we all teased him when he slipped. He said, “No, I need to find a steeper one to show you guys.” But my mom, Jasmine, and I all said that it was a lousy excuse. We spent the rest of our time skipping stones. Actually, only my dad was succeeding in skipping them. When we were tired and Jasmine started complaining, we turned back and went to the RV.

When we were still in Grand Teton, we went to see the Hidden Falls. I had to cross my fingers because in Yosemite all the falls had dried out. So when we were hiking up, I was astonished to see water rushing down, threatening to overflow and slamming into rocks. Water sprayed up into the air is the falls water came shooting down. It was so amazing seeing the speed and strength the water came down at. We also saw yellow-bellied marmots. They were cute, fuzzy, chubby, and they had bushy and fluffy tails! I saw one eating like a squirrel, but then it saw me and it stared. Then it sniffed a little and scuffled away. It was adorable and quite funny!

On our way to Yellowstone, we saw lots of buffalo and bison. They were huge and hairy, but also shedding. We saw baby ones and big humongous ones too. They were either lying in the sun or munching on grass. There was once when a bison acted very funny. He walked into the middle of the road, blocking the cars. There were about ten cars jammed up because of the bison. So we watched it stare at the driver and wait. It was so funny; I could imagine him saying, “I can stand here all day. You can’t do anything to get me out of the way.” My mom and I were cracking up. Finally, he moved over slowly to the other side of the road. My mom and I waited until the cars went by, and then ran into our RV, telling my dad and grandma all about it.

Old Faithful was breathtaking!! If you ever go to Yellowstone, Old Faithful definitely has to be on your list. It is the star of Yellowstone! It is beautiful and breathtaking. My dad drove us to the geysers museum, which had Old Faithful right behind it. We waited in the RV while my mom asked someone when Old Faithful was going to start spouting. I just couldn’t wait! I had never seen a geyser, and I had read in books how cool it was. So when my mom rushed back, I was already putting on shoes when she said it was going to start any second. I was the first one out, running through the museum and out the back door. There was a small breeze. Smoke was coming out from Old Faithful rising higher and higher into the air. Several minutes passed before my mom showed up with the video camera for me to videotape. A while passed, and then suddenly, a spout of water a couple feet high shot out. Ooh’s and ahh’s came out from the crowd (a ton of people came to watch). I watched intently, waiting for a good time to start videotaping. Minutes later, a stream of water shot out into the sky! Taller than anything I had ever seen! Taller than the people! Taller than the trees! Oh, it touched the sky! It was so awesome! But it lowered, consistently shooting out streams of water. We all watched with wide eyes and mouths hanging open. When it stopped, I couldn’t believe it. It was so- uh, I can’t really put it into words. It felt like a dream!! This is a moment I will never forget!!!

Second Day: We become campers!

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Today when I got up, I saw it was dark. I was a bit surprised at how comfortable the bed was. I slept very easily on the bed, it was pretty comfortable. Today was going to be the first time I would have a meal on the RV! I got to choose what to have for breakfast. I had store-bought pancakes with butter and maple syrup. It had been a long time since I ate pancakes and they tasted really good, but eating on the RV for the first time made the meal extra-special! I gobbled them down hastily, wanting to begin the day early so we could have more fun done. I ate a fried egg that my grandma cooked which was really good (all of the eggs she cooks are good) and we were ready to move.

About three hours later it was lunchtime. It was a perfect lunchtime, because we reached the campground and the entrance the Grand Teton National Park! We had sandwiches and wraps to eat. After we were done eating in the RV we were ready to take a two mile stroll around Jackson Lake. The water was freezing cold, but I decided to trick my mom and tell her it was swimming temperature. She actually believed me. My mom and I started walking first, so of course we ended up way ahead of Jasmine, my dad, and my grandma. My mom and I walked to a clearing where there were two paths. On the left was a lake and trees with an island. I called it the Bahamas path. The other way had snowcapped mountains that were huge. Alaska was what I called it. I asked my mom which way to go, and she said Alaska. Apparently she forgot about my dad, Jasmine, and my grandma. So we walked to Alaska. About twenty minutes later she comes up with the question, “Where’s Jasmine?” So she asks someone along the road if they have seen my dad. The answer is yes, they went that way. So we walk and walk and walk and speed walk. Finally, after it feels like my legs are going to fall off and after my mouth hurts from complaining, we see them. Just sitting there staring at the lake. We huff and puff as they see as. And the question they ask is, “Where were you guys?” And the whole time we were looking for them! So we rest on the rocky shore telling them about our tiring adventure. When we are all refreshed, we get ready to go to a lookout to see wildlife.

Elk! Oh marvelous fabulous elk! We were at a lookout when there was a thunderstorm. So we waited, and waited until the lightning was gone. It was still pouring when a herd of elk walked out. Most of the group was adult elk. But then some were little elk. There were about six or seven of them. The really odd thing was that there was a single male deer outside of the group. He was swinging his head from side to side as if looking out for predators. It was really cool seeing the elk even if it was from far away through binoculars. They were so cute! And it was so exciting to see wildlife finally on our trip! Even a few cliff swallows flew around the plain. It was nice knowing that the national park saved these poor animals from losing their habitat. This is one of the reasons I love national parks!

It was time to go to the campsite so we drove to our spot. Jasmine started asking when we could roast marshmallows. My mom was really agitated so she took a walk outside with my dad to find a fire we could borrow to roast marshmallows. When they finally came back, they said they found someone nice enough to lend us the campfire.

Jasmine and I rushed to the campfire, very ready to start. Jasmine handed out sticks to everyone and my mom put marshmallows on them. I started roasting but when I looked over at Jasmine, she was staring at me. She didn’t know how to roast marshmallows. So I told her to just stick it in the fire and let it burn. I showed her by sticking it very close to the fire. I had to sit there for a while, it took a while. But then my mom and Jasmine started screaming at me. I looked down at the marshmallow and saw that it caught on fire. I laughed and called them scaredy-cats and told them that it was supposed to burn. It took me a couple breaths to blow away the fire, but then it was fine. Well, not exactly to Jasmine, who was screaming, “It turned black! Ewww! Are you going to eat that? It is burnt!” I nodded, and pretending to make a big deal out of it, I took a huge bite slowly. The inside was sweet and sticky. But then it started sliding down my stick. “Oops,” I giggled and took the whole marshmallow off and stuffed it in my mouth. It was delicious. I watched as Jasmine stared at hers, which had caught on fire. I sighed and walked over and blew her fire out. Slowly, as if it were poisoned, she started eating it. Finally, after she was done she told me she didn’t like it burnt and asked if she had to burn it. Jasmine was stubborn sometimes so I said no, do it any way you want.

My mom said she wanted to try one, and I was more than glad to make her one, so I rushed to the fire with my stick. I stuck a marshmallow carefully onto the stick and walked over to the fire. I did my special way; I let it catch on fire, and then waited for the whole marshmallow to burn before blowing out the fire. My mom said it smelled really good, and the burnt part was really good. We roasted marshmallows for a while, then Jasmine and I got bored and we found sticks to throw in the fire. That kept us busy until we had to go. We were sad to go, but glad to have such a fun experience. It was a great ending to our fantastical day!

First Day: Yellowstone, I am coming!

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Today is our first day of vacation! We started out at the airport and landed in Denver, Colorado. Today is also the first day our family has seen an RV!

All of us were very excited to go-my sister was especially anxious. She couldn’t wait until the end of the year so we could finally go on vacation and live in the RV she was dreaming about for so long. We had never seen the inside of an RV which made things more exciting for Jasmine. I was excited too, but there was always the problem of getting up in the morning at 5:15am to get on the airplane.

The alarm clock woke us up earlier than I had ever woken up. It was very early and I was still exhausted. Luckily, Jasmine and I were excited enough to cover up our sleepiness and get ready. Jasmine and I got ready to go to sleep in the long car ride to Boston Logan Airport.

“We’re here!” Jasmine practically yelled in my ear. She sounded very awake. I got up, got my backpack and suitcase and went straight inside, Jasmine trailing behind happily. My mom stopped inside and looked around. There, right in front of us, was a really long line. Unsure, Jasmine walked to the end of the line. In a minute, we were all waiting miserably in the really long line. And Jasmine didn’t help by complaining, “What’s taking so long? Are we going to miss our flight?” I was ready to go back to sleep when, luckily, a United Airlines lady came up to us and asked us if we were flying to Denver. More than happily we all cried out yes, overjoyed to be taken out of the never ending line. I didn’t feel so exhausted!

We followed her, checked out our luggage and passed through security just fine. But when I found out our flight was delayed (for a really long time) I felt as if today was a bad luck day. The flight was delayed for an hour and forty-five minutes! I couldn’t believe! What would make an airplane delayed for so long? But I guess there was nothing I could do about it, except for wait and wait and wait.

Boring, boring, boring. We were all so boring, but of course, as always, Jasmine showed it better than the rest of us. We took a couple of videos, but our lives really brightened when I saw the dog. I didn’t yell “Doggie!” as Jasmine would have but I wanted to. The dog was the cutest dog ever (but my opinions change)! My mom had a two minute chat with the lady who owned the dog (Max). I learned that Max was a Hevanese puppy that didn’t shed hair. I was already planning on what I would name my Hevanese dog. Then, after that, we waited a little longer.

Finally we are getting on the airplane. I feel relieved. I feel funny on the airplane as always. At one, I feel as if I’m floating. Then I’m secured tightly to my seat. But whatever causes it, I hate the feeling of getting airborne. Up and down, side to side, the airplane bobs and swings unsteadily during the first few minutes in air. I have to close my eyes because looking out the window to see everything spinning around doesn’t help. My stomach feels like it flipped upside down. Not helping, I think as I squeeze the armrest. Finally, the feeling is over. I hope the trip is worth the airplane ride, I think to myself. I lean back and relax, bracing myself for the uncomfortable four hours of being in the air.

Off the airplane! Finally in Denver, Colorado! It takes about ten minutes to collect suitcases and to get out, but we are outside waiting for the van to bring us to the rental in no time. There was a bunch of paperwork and rules and all that boring stuff to do for my mom and dad so Jasmine and I went outside to look around. When I walked outside, there was a dog. It looked like a German shepherd? Or maybe it was a huskie? Turns out it was both. He was part German shepherd and part Huskie. So one of his eyes was white (Huskie) and the other eye was brown (German shepherd). It was really cool and fascinating, but to Jasmine it was creepy. All she cared was if the dog was cute and furry (which it was) or not.

Finally, after a really long while we could go check out our new rented RV! The first thing I saw when I walked into the RV was a couch on the right wall. There was a table opposite of that, and in the front, the driver and passenger’s seat. Above it was a bed. A very small one that I was planning on sleeping but the problem was I couldn’t sit up (low roof). There was also a kitchen and a queen sized bed. I was amazed by how many things you could fit into such a small space. I walked up and down, side to side, and up to the bunk and back down. I was having lots of fun!

After we rented the RV, we drove. We drove for what seemed like endless time. In fact, as I am writing this today, we are still driving. And we still have two or three hours left. And we have been driving for three or four. But there are definitely less cars, and more wildlife. Cows graze in the meadows, barely glancing up at the cars zooming by. Small doe chase each other over the streams. It is so relaxing and calling watching them, even though I really look forward to seeing the buffalo, bison, snakes (rattlesnakes to be specific), eagles, and whatever else there is for us to see.

Our day wasn’t exactly filled with action, but it was a great beginning to our trip!