Behold, the local LDS chapel. If you are puzzled by the design, think Provo temple + wood shingles= early 70's edifice.
Church is always full of surprises. Today, we had a man with a fantastic handlebar mustache tell us over the pulpit that if you squeeze your butt cheeks together when you're getting emotional, it will quell your crying spells. We've yet to try it, but we believe him- especially after he recited some cowboy poetry.
One afternoon outing, we discovered a buffalo pelt merchant. The pelts were clipped to a rack, draping down like a great brown fountain. This particular piece had the head still attached, which justified the $1400 price tag. All were sufficiently creeped out by the vendor, who was far too excited to demonstrate how water repels from the pelts when you spill on it. He even promised Jake a fox skin hat if he was lucky.
The Playmill. A place where aspiring pseudo-actors and actresses come to slave away over the summer. They, of themselves, form a sort of warped version of the Justice League- so far we have: The Watermelon, Goldilox, Mr. Dreamy, and The Bearded Snoop.
This grand building is the historic Old Faithful Lodge, located inside the park right next to Old Faithful himself. Sean, Drew, and Brooke Foster had a joint date in the park, exploring the beauty of mother nature, and exploring each other.
True to form, the door frames in the Old Faithful Inn do not accommodate for overgrown, RBST-fed human beings, such as Sean.
Where's Chasey? Peekaboo Chasey!
Uh oh, Peakapoo Chasey!