Road Trip Day 4 - Jackson, WY and Grand Teton National Park

Ahhhh, our shortest drive so far - only 90 miles! Once we got past all the fields with abandoned school buses (I'm not really sure what to make of this), it was really beautiful. Our first pit stop was Jackson, which I'd say is like a cowboy's version of Park City. And now finally, I know where catalogues such as "Orvis - Fly Fishing" and "Coldwater Creek" call home. I'd always wondered who was ordering over-the-knee fishing boots AND peasant skirts online.

After a short stint in the Wild West that ended with lunch at a Thai restaurant (go figure), we made our way to Jackson Lake Lodge in Grand Teton National Park. Not surprisingly, it's very picturesque. However, we keep seeing signs alerting us of wild animals crossing - moose, elk, bears and the such - and the only animal we've encountered so far is a snake. It was long and black with a yellow stripe and no doubt deadly. Okay, I actually didn't see it, Brad did - he moved me forward up the path before I could, um, react.

Otherwise, things have been fairly uneventful today. And aside from the jackass wearing the trucker hat with a rooster on it, and the waitress with crimped hair in the lodge restaurant...no one has committed a total fashion crime. Good job, Wyoming.

Now it's on to more Olympics viewing in the resort's one and only lounge, where some dude is pulling a Max's Opera Cafe and singing and strumming on a guitar - oh good - www.kevindanzig.com. Meanwhile, I may have almost tripped an old lady getting to one of the remaining available tables. But hearing the American male gymnasts talk trash while throwing gang signs is well worth it.