I just got back from a short two day trip and have to say that Yellowstone is the most insane place I’ve ever been. The ground is bubbling all around you and the colors are just something out of an acid trip, with the air smelling like a constant fart. 342 more words
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Last night I slept next to a giant, snorting bear.
I had just returned to my room at the Madison Hotel and Hostel after a conversation-filled dinner with a group of Mexican motorcycle tourists, a fellow bike-riding blogger from Mississippi named Michelle and Dennis, the drunken proprietor of the restaurant du jour, a place called Bullwinkle’s. 969 more words
In many resort towns, the help tends to be young, transient and somewhat unreliable. But at Running Bear Pancake House, in West Yellowstone at the western entrance to Yellowstone National Park, the waitresses are certainly experienced, efficiently handling two spacious rooms full of tourists while maintaining a relaxed banter with the customers. 370 more words