Tonight concludes day 2 of our road trip to New York. We didn't even make it out of Oregon on our first day. Oregon is much wider than I had anticipated. But today we drove through Idaho and into Wyoming. I had this picture in my head of camping in the Rockies, playing my guitar around the campfire (thankfully, Janna is tone deaf), listening to coyotes howling in the distance (do coyotes even live in the Rockies?). But I learned something new today: apparently people don't camp in the Rockies in the beginning of April. Something to do with the snow and below-freezing temperatures, I guess. We weren't going to let the snow deter us from camping, however. But my Subaru was unable to plow through the 5 feet high snow drifts that sat at the entrance to each campground.
So we are in Jackson Hole, Wyoming in a Super 8 Motel. Awesome. Since we spent extra money on the room, we decided we should still make the dinner we had planned to cook around the campfire. So we lugged in our propane stove and camping utensils into the room. Our plan was to make a totally ghetto meal of fried pork chops and macaroni and cheese (my all-time favorite camping meal that my dad used to make when I was a kid). We kind of forgot about the fact that each room has smoke detectors. We remembered once the room was filled with smoke. Thankfully, we had the presence of mind to turn off the propane, open the windows, forgo the porkchops, and make the mac and cheese in the microwave. If life was a contest on who could be the most ghetto, we would definitely be in the lead.
So we are in Jackson Hole, Wyoming in a Super 8 Motel. Awesome. Since we spent extra money on the room, we decided we should still make the dinner we had planned to cook around the campfire. So we lugged in our propane stove and camping utensils into the room. Our plan was to make a totally ghetto meal of fried pork chops and macaroni and cheese (my all-time favorite camping meal that my dad used to make when I was a kid). We kind of forgot about the fact that each room has smoke detectors. We remembered once the room was filled with smoke. Thankfully, we had the presence of mind to turn off the propane, open the windows, forgo the porkchops, and make the mac and cheese in the microwave. If life was a contest on who could be the most ghetto, we would definitely be in the lead.
The Rockies are absolutely beautiful. We watched the sun sink down over the huge, snow-peaked mountains. It looks like a winter wonderland here. We listened to Christmas music as we pulled in the Jackson Hole. It seemed the right thing to do...
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