Bear? Bear? Bear? ....Bear now? Bear? Overrated: The Old Faithful Edition

Not seen: The glares from our neighbors from waking them up at 3AM with hysterical laughter

We awoke at Yellowstone and booked it over to the showers. Let me tell you something: When you've been in a little box for 3 days with no shower, no beds, no fresh clothes, and the smell of rotting eggs permeating your every pore you want nothing more than a looooong hot shower. 

We got it. It was glorious. It was the most glorious thing on the planet, and we should never have left. But, we did, and started driving through the park (which we had missed most of during our drive through the night). After two seconds, I look over and there is a moose or something looking at me, not 10 feet away. 

Me: "Hey! Hello!" Ang: "Wha---what the fuck!"

We were in good spirits because Yellowstone had delivered so much so soon, so we started driving towards Old Faithful. We get there, find parking, and start walking towards the famed geyser. As soon as we get to the geyser, we see that there are approximately a million people ringed around it. 

The Wildlife of Wyoming

We go to the visitor center, and get an approximate shooty offy time of 1:05. It was 12:40.

Yup. It's a geyser.

The food looked crappy, and we had forgotten our wallets in the car so we just walked back out and sat and waited. and waited. and then waited. It was hot. We were tired. And getting really bored. Finally, oh! -splutter splutter splutter- FSHOOM! 

It's more interesting this way, trust me.

We walk all the way back, grab the wallets, and start the trek back when we we realized we were shaking. And tired. and grumpy. And tired. It was a zombie walk back to the cafeteria, and then it occurred to us that we hadn't eaten for 24 hours, had minimal sleep, and had just sat in the sun for 35 minutes. Yeah, we're smart. 

After food, we felt better so we decided to grab Pandarilla from the car for a shot with the geyser, so we walked back AGAIN, bought souvenirs, and took another picture of the geyser. 

Bear! Geyser! Excitement!

As we headed back to the car, Old Faithful went off again and we glanced at it, made disgusted noises, and got back in the car. We sat, looked at eachother, then asked eachother if we really wanted to stay in the park. We decided to roll the dice to make the decision for us. After all, we were in Yellowstone, seems stupid to just leave, right? 

The dice agreed it was time to go. Eff Yellowstone. We said for 11 and up, we stay and do the loop, 10 and down we GTFO. It landed on a 5. We gave a whoop of joy and headed towards the exit of the park. 

We also discovered that our little $.50 vending machine buddies kinda...exploded from the heat.

As we made it a mile or so from Old Faithful, we saw a lot of cars parked at an open area and then decided to get out. We found out it was several pools of geysers and springs and became legitimately infuriated that we had wasted so much time at Old Faithful when the smaller, less crowded viewing area was far superior.

After a few more stops of this, we decided that we were sick of geysers and we weren't going to stop anymore. As we made the final turns for the exit, there was a line of cars stopped and a bunch of people taking pictures. There were two buffalo crossing a small creek, so we got out and watched as they slowly lumbered their way toards the road, until finally one of them broke into a trot towards someone's car and people scattered. 

Move, bitch, get out the way!

Finally, we got out of there, passed a little sign that said "Entering Montana" and then 15 minutes later drove by a sign that said "Entering Idaho."

Whoever said that Montana takes forever to drive through lied. Smallest state ever.

Bye, Yellowstone. You were kinda lame and a waste of time. Maybe we didn't give you much of a chance, but you were over populated, smelled really bad, and took way too long to drive through to get to things worth seeing. 

AND YOU DIDN'T HAVE ANY BEARS.