Town House Motor Inn
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We got nearly all the way across Wyoming. Just about 2 hours from Yellowstone now. There was heavy rain again today, off and on, and just frequent enough to decide to stay in a motel again. This time there was a pool so the kids could get all the energy out from being stuck in the car all day and we could soak in the hot tub. The Big Horn mountains were amazing to drive through with its immense canyon and hairpin turns. It was raining through much of it and even some snow flurries ...
... We loved watching the changing landscape as we moved from the Black Hills to the Wyoming Rockies. We stopped at Devil's Tower (remember Close Encounters of the Third Kind?) and had breakfast and then hiked around its base. Max and Zoe loved the gift shop there and spent about an hour picking out some western figures and handling all the arrowhead bows and agate ...
... on a parkway?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.
English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race, which, of course, is ...
We thanked our new friends, and drove 30 miles south to the lodge. We definitely weren’t prepared to shell out the cash for one of their cabins, but they kindly let us camp out between the cabins for a much-discounted price. The temperature was rapidly dropping, so we ate some dinner in the car before settling into our tent for the night.
$40 – Gas
$6 – Sandwiches
$38 – Gas
$20 - ...
... with the van"), watching movies at night in camp, our first smores experience (upmarket marshmallow toasting treats) and meeting a bunch more cool people.
Leaving the canyon on our last day, we realised with some distress that we were on the fuel light and it was a fair drive back to the nearest petrol station. By coasting down hills and driving on the lowest revs possible, we made it into town with two miles remaining on our range meter.