We sat downstairs for a bit watching people as they came in
for breakfast. There was one couple that had 4 or 5 kids that were having an
argument. There was a woman that came rushing in asking for a locksmith. She
had locked their keys in the car and had a plane to catch. As we were leaving,
we saw them finally getting into their car. She started crying once they got
into their car, and I so knew what she was feeling!
We’ve had a lot of evidence that our Mom’s are watching out
for us. We think they worried too much in our initial shenanigans they’re doing
their best to keep the rest of our trip uneventful. We’ve had near misses with
car accidents, I nearly lost Tony’s cell phone today when I hopped out to get a
picture and it was in my lap (fortunately I had left the door open and Tony saw
it on the ground), and we’ve been able to find lodging even at peak season out
here without reservations.
If there’s one piece of advice I’d give anyone traveling out
here, it would be to make sure you have reservations. We’ve spent a
considerable amount of time calling places and dropping in to find that
everywhere is booked. Even though I had planned 6 places where we’d need
reservations, I never made them. After the rocky start, I didn’t want to jinx
us by making reservations that we may not be able to keep if we had any further
problems. But like I said, we’ve always managed.
Some places have been nicer than some. Tonight we nearly had
to stay in a complete hole in the wall. We’re not entirely sure what it was,
but it looked like a small trailer converted into a hotel. You couldn’t even
open the door to the place without bumping into one of the beds. You had to
close the door and shimmy around the bed to get to the little bathroom. Cassidi
who is our picky hotel queen refused to stay!
We went on down the road and found a really cool place that
is a cabin. It is part of a complex of cabins out in the middle of nowhere. We
had a wonderful dinner in the restaurant that overlooks a small pond/lake. I
asked if wildlife ever came up. They told us a moose usually does. We waited,
but no moose. We’re supposed to get up super early to go look for him. I’ll be
surprised if Mr. McCann ventures out that early.
We’re in the final push through Glacier tomorrow and then we’ll
head south. We hope to hit Yellowstone before we get back to Denver. I think
everyone is ready for some rest, quiet/alone time, and to not sit in a car for
hours. We’ve done reasonably well with tolerating each other. No homicides have
been committed just yet. We still have a week to go, however.
We’re hoping Glacier is fully open due to all the wildfires.
We saw a bit of it this evening before we decided we better head out to find a
place to stay. We had hoped to stay in the park, but everything there was
booked, including the campsites. We saw a place that looks like it was recently
damaged by the fires. It’s sad to see, but we realize it’s a necessary evil in
nature. I just wish they could be controlled burns instead of these crazy
blazes.
Tomorrow will most likely be another slow moving day. I’ve
grown weary of being the vacation nazi and am fine with whatever. They all just
have to suffer the consequences of losing sleep when we have to be somewhere in
order to stay on schedule to get back to Denver. I knew it would come to this,
but there wasn’t a thing I could do about it. Some things in life are just a
given. And whirlwind vacation trips are exhausting… perod!
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