Wyoming

Taking I90 west and then some smaller roads across Wyoming, I saw perhaps a dozen vehicles pass us by during that whole stretch. There is no one out there. I mean no one. Never saw any wildlife there either. I was beginning to wonder why there was a road built here since no one used it, except us. The land was little hills of dirt with barely any sign of life to it. We finally came upon a tiny town of perhaps 40 people with some mobile homes and a bar. A young woman with makeup and some kind makeshift sexy outfit stood leaning against the light post like she was waiting for something. For whatever or whomever she was waiting for, it was not going to happen any time soon. In a minute, we were already out of the tiny town.

The children were asleep while when we approached Cody, Wyoming. A rodeo was in town and the place was jumping with cowboys and cowgirls, all dressed with leather chaps, hats and boots. They were a happy bunch and they all came at once to the local Dairy Queen where we decided to stop for a snack. A campground was next to it with teepees and regular camping. I thought the teepees were a façade, but then a guy came out of one, stretched, and then after a look around, went back in. I chuckled and ate my misty float.

Cody is a very cool town with lots of western flare. We wish we could have explored it better, but Yellowstone was on the list and we needed to find some bears. So we spent our memorial moment at the local Walmart and gave Riley her wish: getting her ears pierced.

It went quite smoothly. Two ladies each did an ear at the count of three. Now she has diamonds sparkling on each lobe. She stole a look at herself from every mirror she spotted throughout the store as we gathered some last-minute stuff like diapers and more paper plates. She felt beautiful, and to her, that is a necessity.

On to Yellowstone with our stuff and some fancy earrings. I had a hard time imagining how a National Park of this magnitude would present itself.