Robin's Nest Bed & Breakfast
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... made good time into Cody arriving at lunchtime. Booked into our motel and went for a look around town. Cody is a cowboy town and Main Street is lined with all things Western, from boots to braces, saloons to gun shops. Caught the bus out to the Cody Night Rodeo and had a great time. The Americans really do know how to put on a show, especially when they play Star Spangled Banner with a young lady on a beautiful horse carrying the Stars ...
... in the hotel room, after which Mark took Milo and Noah to their first rodeo in Cody. Lulu wasn't interested in going, and when she twisted her ankle she wanted to stay in the hotel room even more.
The rodeo was great and the boys loved it. It was a two-hour show in an open-air rodeo stadium at a five-minute ...
... ve all done something like that”. Yes, we have… and I’m sure my sons would love to tell you our story….
We were treated to a free show last night by a group of teenaged costumed Mountain Dancers from Berea, KY, traveling around the country and spending the night in our campground in Cody. It was a composite of old Irish and English dances with a couple of square dance numbers accompanied by fiddle, guitar and ...
... to Cody’s room. He was sound asleep with the most innocent and peaceful expression on his face. Bear was curled up next to the bed. Cody was holding something in his hand. I couldn’t see what it was and moved closer. It was the picture of his horse. Suddenly the tears just came. I looked at him and wept- with joy. How I loved that boy… how happy I was for him, for me and for our parents. “Thank you, God, for the most wonderful Christmas ever,” I ...
... Alex pulled out the airsickness baggie, and I put him on Oxygen.
Right as we made the left-hand turn over Old Faithful and headed towards Cody, our destination for the day, a geyser erupted, but it wasn't Old Faithful - it was Young Son. Poor Alex got sick right at the point where I was the farthest from a suitable airport that I could possibly be. He then proceeded to continue to be sick all the bumpy way for the next 25 minutes.
As we descended into Cody, ...