Last night we stayed in Montana in a little tiny place that, as I mentioned, was a little sketchy. I walked into this “establishment”:
…and took one look into a washing machine and promptly walked back out. Nuh Uh. Not happening. Laundry waited until the next stop where the machines were:
b. not outside
c. in proper working order.
Yes, you read that right. There were some indoor and outdoor washing machines. Time to move on out!
I love to travel. I love camping. I can rough it when needed. Bugs, nasty laundromats, etc I cannot do. Call me spoiled, but I like my clothes to come out cleaner than when they went in. I like showers without critter visitors. I would like to also clarify that moving shouldn’t be classified as, or coupled with a vacation. It isn’t a vacation when I’m in a laundry room doing load after load of clothes in Cody, Wyoming is it? I didn’t think so.
Don’t get me wrong, Cody is nice! Cute little western town and even home of the “Rodeo Capital of the World”.
But I am now sitting at a leaning table (yes, it’s really leaning) typing this waiting for the laundry to finish so I can switch loads and enjoy all the wonderment of folding. (Man, I miss being on vacation as a kid when my mom took care of all this stuff!) While I’m on the topic of laundry, why is it that when you take the clean clothes out of a dryer, one sock or something has to fall on a dirty floor in transit to the dryer? The clean clothes never escape the hidden dirty floor magnet!
What DOES count as a vacation is Yellowstone and It did not disappoint! (Military peeps get into national parks free, by the way!) Here are the minions estimating the height of the trees earlier today. They came up with a million inches. (Inches is the only measurement they currently know. Time to work on that!)
We also walked right up, waited about 3 minutes and watched Old Faithful strut her stuff!
The scenery here is breathtaking. These pictures don’t do it justice.
All in all, I’ll count it as a good day. We saw some great sights and we’ll shortly all have clean clothes! And tomorrow? Tomorrow I run.
I can’t wait!