Today is hubby's birthday....everybody sing the birthday song for him. We celebrated by planning a special evening in Yellowstone Park.
To be honest, we mostly lounged around today in my dorm room. It was his birthday and that's what he wanted to do. He kept asking for the remote control, so I had to remind him that we are without many comforts.
I made dinner reservations at the Grant Village restaurant for two reasons. One, I have been working at the Old Faithful Inn for two months and I needed a change of scenery and two, I needed to track down number one son before I leave the Park.
Here we are in front of Lewis Falls.
Lewis Lake is in the southwest corner of the Park.
As we got closer to the south entrance to Yellowstone, the road was straight as an arrow.
This doesn't happen often here.
It was cold just like he thought.
Good thing he didn't try this at the geysers.
I am so proud. Can you tell?
The food was great, of course. I had salmon. Hubby had fish and chips. He's a cheap date.
We topped it off with huckleberry ice cream.
Right now, hubby is curled up on his single bed, dreaming dreams of dancing girls and foot rubs and war movies and other things he likes.
Tomorrow he has promised to go on a short hike.
Secretly he's praying for rain.
My parting advice for the day is this. If you're planning to visit Yellowstone, make dinner reservations. This is a busy place and one thing tourists like to do is eat.
So for now, I'm listening to the gentle snoring of hubby and trying to keep my eyes open past 9 p.m. It isn't working. Until tomorrow.